Author Notes: This story was first conceived two years ago, in August 2005, when I first began to write the fanfic for this forum. I even posted the first few chapters and the prologue, which, for a short time, were among the top posts on the fanfic forum. It's probably long gone now, so to revive it, I thought it would be smart to start anew right here, right now.

The story is far from done. In fact, it's much longer than even I anticipated. I currently have 10 chapters complete that I can post without editing, and another 30-40 chapters I need to revise, finish or begin writing. Like most journey fics, it will be long, will have peril and have adventure. Unlike most fics, it will not be affiliated with the games or the television show at all. Only the pokemon will be carried over, as well as some subtle references to the game itself, and other various pop culture things (for your entertainment of course, find them if you can!)

I also hope that everyone reading enjoys the story. It is my hope to try and bring something somewhat new to the "Journey Fanfic" by creating a whole new world from the ground up, with new characters, towns, and possibly new battle sequences. Writing is a hard thing, and writing a good work is even tougher, so hopefully you all enjoy the story as much as I do. There is a lot of stuff going on in this story, so if it is not explained at first, don't worry; by the time we get to the end, it will all make sense.

The darkness around Sebastian made his head spin. The old, dusty cave looked malevolent in his mind, and no amount of light was going to change his mind about that. Even using flash to aid his eyesight couldn't fight the gloomy shroud around him. In the back of his mind, he knew he should turn back. He pushed forward regardless of his primary fears, knowing that he had no choice in the matter.

'They are counting on me,' he kept saying to himself, 'I can't let them down.'

Sebastian cautiously walked forward, making sure to avoid the sleeping Geodudes on the ground. His guide, Amp the Ampharos, stayed in front of him and was using his tail as a lamp, swaying it back and forth, cutting a path of light through the thick shadow.

'Thank god Damon lent me Amp, or else id be lost in here forever.' Sebastian thought to himself, as he ventured deeper into the cavern, his thoughts clouding his mind with each step.

'What if the legend isn’t true? What if i'm wasting my time in this cave? What if i'm to late to save them?' On and on he doubted himself, but regardless of his thoughts, he pressed forward, mustering up any courage he had to continue his trek.

Soon after, Sebastian heard a rumbling ahead of him. Amp stopped dead in his tracks, and began darting it’s head around, it’s arms outstretched in case of an attack, staying alert.

"What is it Amp?" Sebastian whispered to the startled pokemon.

Amp just looked around, a hint of fear in his eyes as it let out a small yelp, and began running towards the blackness.
"Hey..um...wait up!" cried Sebastian, as he picked up his own pace to catch up with Amp.

He kept running towards the dimming light of Amps tail, but the speedy creature kept a healthy pace in front of Sebastian. Try as he might, Sebastian couldn't catch up to Amp, and light went dimmer as they raced deeper into the cave.

Sebastian was now breathing hard from the sprinting in the cave. He nearly tripped over the many Geodudes on the floor, and was lucky enough that they didn't wake up and attack him in the darkness. Soon, there was no light in front of him. For the first time, he felt a cold chill rise in his spine.

'Amp must be miles from where I am.' he thought to himself.
Sebastian took a step forward, and then he began to fall...free falling into a hole in the ground.Sebastian screamed as he was looking around in the darkness. Ahead of him he saw the dim light he was chasing, as Amp fell through before him, He then heard a large growling sound, and in mid air, he looked toward his left side, and saw a shape moving in the darkness. Sebastian’s heart nearly burst from his chest; eyes wide with fear as the dark shape began to move closer towards him.

"Www..what are you?" Sebastian cried to the creature bathed in shadow. He couldn't see anything but the silhouette of the large pokemon, until it turned towards him face to face, and stared at him with it's glowing eyes...

CHAPTER 1- All stories have a beginning

One year earlier.

The sky was clear in the seaside town of Ganlon, with no clouds to block the shining rays of the sun. The whole town, nearly 1,000 residents strong, was present in the main square for a celebration. Two 16 year olds were sitting on a brightly colored stage and band was near the front of the stage, playing some music that couldn’t even be heard due to the crowds high pitched cheering. Balloons were flying in the air, with confetti littering the narrow, cobbled streets of the sleepy seaside sanctuary. The mayor of Ganlon continued his speech to the throng of people in front of him.

"It is rare that our tiny town sends out its youth to be amongst the greatest pokemon trainers in the world." The mayor spoke in his typical booming voice.

"We are fortunate that this year, two more trainers strive to become some of the best in the world. Many have attempted to become the next elite four member, a gym leader, or even the Pokecup Tournament champion. This year, we pray that these two talented boys can do just that."

The crowed roared with excitement after the mayor concluded his speech. The cries were deafening for anyone, as the town was excited for the two youths. Clad in white tee shirts and denim jeans, the two teens were taking in the excitement of the day.

. "Man I can't believe that they are so pumped for us Seb." The tall blond whispered to his friend. "I know Ken. I'm surprised that everyone in town is here." Sebastian replied to his friend.

Sebastian and Ken, at first glance, can seem like opposites. One is tall, the other is short, one has blond hair and green eyes, the other black hair and brown eyes; the list goes on and on. But the two have been inseparable since childbirth. Since they were young, they have always dreamed of this moment. While most trainers start when they are in their pre-teens, the two decided to wait until they felt they could handle the journey. During that time they studied as much as they can about pokemon, from reading books on strategies to watching the World Pokemon Tour and the Pokecup Tournament's on TV. Even playing the games on pokemon helped them develop their growing knowledge of the pocket monsters that are scattered throughout the region, although they could never compare to the real thing. Now, After 16 years, they are ready to go on their journey.

"It is now my pleasure to present to you, the two boys who are embarking on their journey today, Kenneth Wesker and Sebastian Caine." Cried the mayor, extending his stubby arm outward to the boys.

The crowed roared as the Mayor signaled for the boys to stand up and take a bow. Both reluctantly did so, and the crowd cheered even more for them when they began to walk towards the mayor at the podium.
"Might as well enjoy this Seb." Ken whispered to him. He then raised his arms and shouted "YEAH! WOOOOO!"

Sebastian just looked at his friend wide eyed, and then raised his own arm like a rockstar at a concert. The crowd ate the display up, and the two youths went kept up the display until the mayor signaled for the crowd to calm down.

"It is with great pleasure that I give you boys some parting gifts. A map of the entire Enkada region, starting pokeballs, brand new waterproof watches, and of course, speaking for the town, an overwhelming good luck on your journey."

The mayor's aide’s hand the teens their gear, all of it neatly packed in two large, black backpacks. "With that, I want to wish both of you good luck, and I hope you have much success in your journey." The band stood up, and began playing a marching tune, and the two teens shook the mayors hand before stepping off the stage. The crowd kept cheering, until it finally subsided and began to disperse just as soon as the boys were out of sight.

"Awesome job Sebby!" a little voice said over the noise in front of them.

Sebastian looked around and standing next to the stage was his younger sister, Erica, and his mom, Peggy. The little 8-year old girl ran to her brother and hugged him tightly, just barely wrapping her arms around his chest.

"Thanks little lady." Sebastian said, smiling back at her. He then turned to his mom and hugged her tightly. "I'm going to miss you mom." he said, with tears swelling in his eyes a bit. "Same here honey. Your dad would be proud of you i'm sure."

No one knows what happened to Sebastian’s father. He was a middle class salesman, traveling from city to city in Enkada, and in different regions. He kept in contact with his family through phone calls and letters all the time while traveling, until they suddenly ceased. Sebastian was seven at the time, and was worried about his father dearly. He remembered the many nights that he cried himself to sleep, thinking about his father. Erica, who was only a year old at the time, didn't remember him at all.

Ken meanwhile was being greeted by his parents, and was mimicking his friend’s own embrace with his family.

"You be careful out there Ken." his mom, Elly, said to him. "Of course I will. I'm not going out there alone." he said back to her, looking at Sebastian with his family. "I will be in good company for sure."

His father, Al, patted his son on the shoulder and said to him "Do your best, that’s all that matters." "I will dad, no worries."

After a few more hours of goodbyes and good lucks from the townsfolk of Ganlon, the two teens are finally ready to begin their journey. Both Ken and Sebastian’s families stopped at Sebastian's house first for lunch, and spent the last hour in the town with their families. Soon, it was nearly noon, and they knew it was time to go. After the last teary goodbyes from their families, they finally leave the sleepy town of Ganlon.

Sebastian looks back at the town, now in the distance. The grassy hills and bright blue sky make the illusion of a majestic painting is behind him, as he and Ken continue down the dirt road ahead of them. He turned away from Ganlon and looked ahead at the sprawling dirt road ahead of them. "So which town do you want to hit first?" Sebastian asked Ken, who was busy looking at the map from his backpack.

"Well..." he says, keeping his focus on the paper in front of him, "Rawst is closer, but Liechi is bigger, and also has a pokemon gym." He replied back.

You think were ready for the gym Ken?"

"I doubt it, but that’s why were out here." Ken laughed.

Seb smiled back at his friend. "Let's go to Rawst first, then Liechi, that way we get some experience before we beat the crap out of the gym leader there!" Ken just laughed and began to run up ahead of Sebastian. "Come and catch me then Seb!" he yelled back at his friend, who was smiling and running right after him.

As the sun set on their first official day as trainers, Sebastian and Ken decided to camp out for the night. They took Ken’s camping tent and set it up at the edge of the nearby woodland, called Ridge forest. With their light fading fast, the teens light a fire using the matches their parents gave them.

“We definitely need a fire type or else we will run out of matches.” Ken remarked, as the kindling they gather began to light from the burning match.

“Did you pick Treeko as your starter like you wanted to?” Sebastian asked.

“Nope, I decided to go a different route.” He said, grabbing his active pokeball. “Let me show you dude. I’m surprised you didn’t ask about it before.”

“Same here.” Sebastian said back. “Guess all the excitement for today made me forget we had our own pokemon!”

Ken laughed as he threw the ball to the ground. It opened quickly, and a brilliant red light shot out of it, slowly taking the shape of the pokemon inside. Soon, a small, blue creature popped out. “Wow, I didn’t expect you to take the Wooper.” Sebastian said to his friend. The Wooper in front of him waddled toward Ken, smiling and in it’s language, cried a soft “Woop.”

“When I saw it in person I just fell in love Seb.” He told his friend. “Who did you take? Not Charmander like everyone else does.” He snickered back.

“No, I went for a different route as well.” Sebastian replied, grabbing his own pokeball and throwing it on the ground. Soon, a tan colored creature came out, holding a thick club.

“Come here Cubone.” Sebastian called to his pokemon. It looked up from its skull head and ran towards his trainer, its red eyes looking gazing to it’s new master. “Cubonn…bonn…bonne…” it growled.

“No one has ever picked a Cubone as their starter.” Ken said to him.
“Until now.” Replied Sebastian.
“Not a bad choice dude, but my Wooper can whip its *** in a fight though.” Said Ken proudly.
“ Heh, just try it, Cubone can use his club and whomp anyone!” Sebastian challenged back.
“Ok ok, lets have a battle then.” Ken said back.

Sebastian smiled, but then a thought came to his head, stopping him from accepting the challenge given to him. “Hold on a sec dude.” Sebastian replied,” I don’t think it’s fair, I mean type difference is horrible.”
“Oh come on Seb.” scoffed Ken. “You can’t back down from a challenge like that!”
“I have no choice, you would win to easily dude.”
“Yeah, I guess.” Ken replied, jerking his head around for something to use. “Ok, how about we do something else.”

He then grabbed one of the small sticks they collected for their fire and held it up. “I will throw this in the air, and we will see if Wooper can hit it with his water gun attack.”

“What about Cubone?” asked Sebastian.
“Doesn’t he know bonemerang yet?”
“Hmm..I don’t know.” He turned to his pokemon for a second, and asked him “Cubone, can you use your bonemerang attack?” The little monster looked up and began to nod, whimpering a soft “Cuuu…”
“I think that’s a yes.” He said to Ken.

“Ok then, lets do it!” Ken replied, holding the stick in front of his pokemon. “Wooper, hit this stick with your water gun attack!” “Wooooper” it cried out, it’s big grin sliding away as its eyes become glued to the stick in front of him.

Ken arched his back, setting his gaze towards the darkening skyline. He then looked down at Wooper, who was stone-faced towards the stick near Ken’s feet. Sebastian and Cubone looked on with anticipation, waiting for Ken to throw the stick. Ken then began the countdown.

“One…two…three!”

With that, he threw the stick in the air, and the tiny pokemon’s mouth opened wide, spewing a perfect stream of water into the air. The stream grazed the stick, which knocked it off its course until it fell down on the ground near the campsite. Sebastian was laughing loudly at the spectacle, while Ken went to get grab the stick, his Wooper following him from behind.

“No good!” Sebastian cried, “it just missed it.”
“******** dude! He hit it, so it counts!” Ken called back. “Wooper, good job. Got to work on the aiming though, but that was awesome.”
“Wwoopperr!” It cried back in excitement. “Your turn buddy.” Ken said, as he grabbed the stick and began to run back to where he was standing before. Sebastian then bent down, and looked at Cubone right in the eyes.

“Ok then, you ready Cubone?” Sebastian asked his pokemon. “Cuboneee.” It said back sternly. “Ready Ken?” he called to his friend.
“Ready dude.” Ken said.
“Remember, hit it as hard as you can with your bonemerang attack.” Sebastian whispered to his pokemon.

Cubone turned around, and shot his arm out over his head, lifting his club in the air. Like Wooper before him, it eyed the stick Ken was holding. Ken began another countdown, and like clockwork, tossed it into the air. Cubone eyed it for a second before throwing his club at the flying stick. It flew in the air with a circular rotation before hitting the stick dead in its center, splintering it into tiny pieces before plummeting to the ground.

“WOAH!” shouted Ken as the club came back to Cubone, who caught the returning club with its left hand.
“NO FRICKING WAY SEB! THAT WAS AWESOME!” Ken shouted out.
“Great job Cubone!” Sebastian said to his pokemon, who went down and hugged it. “You will kick *** once we start going to the gyms!”

Ken grabbed his friend’s shoulders and have him a light shake.
“Ok, you win the marksman competition, next round we do a relay race!”
Sebastian laughed, but looked at the crimson sky fading away to the darkness coming in.

“Maybe tomorrow Ken, we should relax for the rest of the night.”
“Yeah yeah, that’s a good idea.”

The two boys sat around the fire for a bit, eating some sandwiches that their parents packed for them. Wooper and Cubone began playing a game of tag, while Ken and Sebastian got their sleeping bags ready with the tent after finishing their dinner. Soon, the bright stars and the pale moon were out in full view of the teens, and they put their pokemon back in their pokeballs for the night, and finally went to sleep, packed tightly into the tent that separates them from the outside world.

Disclaimer: This story is rated R for adult situations, violence, sexual content, language, and non-descriptant nudity.

CHAPTER 3- The true test

Sebastian woke up first inside the tent, the rays of the sun beaming down through the thick fabric. Groggily he crawled out of the tent and went right for his backpack, and began to search through it for some food. ‘Thank god my mom packed enough sandwiches for a few weeks.’ He said to himself. He looked back in the tent, and heard Ken snoring loudly. Sebastian just chuckled to himself and continued to eat his breakfast, occasionally looking up at the flocks of pidgey in the air.

He then got an idea, and reached for his pokeball. Throwing it on the ground, Cubone popped out, brandishing his club as if he was ready for a battle.

“You hungry Cubone?” Sebastian asked him. He reached out and put some bread near its face.
“Cuuu..bone?” it said, rather quizzically looking at the fluffy white dough in his masters hand.
“I know I know, its not real pokemon food, but it will do for now. Besides we need to keep your strength up.”

The pokemon still looked confused, but he reached for the food with his hand, grabbing a tiny piece. He then sniffed it for a second, and then put it under his skull. “ Ccuuu!” it said, rather happily, and then grabbed another piece in Sebastian’s hand. “See, told you it was not bad! Enjoy it Cubone.” Sebastian replied.

“You thirsty Cubone?” Sebastian asked him. “Let me get some water for us.” He shoved the rest of the sandwich in his mouth and went behind the tent to get the water bottles they packed for themselves. “It’s probably warm but it will be….OH NO!” cried Sebastian.

On top of the pile of water bottles was a pokemon. Its head looked like a helmet, glimmering in the morning sun with a silver shine; spiraling circles engraved on it, and its small, round shaped body was on top of the pile, greedily sucking the water in the plastic containers. The Seedot wasn’t paying attention to the shocked human in front of him. It just kept drinking the water, going through the open hole on top of the bottles and slurping up the clear liquid with ease.

“Get away from there!” Sebastian yelled at the tiny pokemon, getting close to shoo it away. It lifted its body, and with its large eyes looked at the human angrily.

“Cubone! I need some help!” Sebastian called to his pokemon.

Before Sebastian could make another move, the Seedot jumped into the air, and with its low weight it flew right at Sebastian’s face, it’s hard head aiming straight like an arrow. Sebastian ducked just in time, feeling a swoosh breeze past his head by the charging pokemon. The Seedot did a little roll on the ground, but jumped back up and charged again. Sebastian looked at it in horror as the Seedot ducked its head down, the hard; helmet shaped part of its head was now facing Sebastian. Sebastian shielded himself; putting his arms in front of him, his mind racing at this point.

‘Damn, he thought to himself, I never expected this to be so tough.’
The Seedot was closing in, and was inches away from tackling Sebastian. Then, at the last second, the Seedot went off course, spiraling nearly out of control and stumbling onto the ground hard. Something knocked it down. Sebastian turned and saw a spinning bone club in the air, rotating towards his Cubone. The pokemon caught it with his hand, and stared down the Seedot.

“Good job Cubone! Be ready for it, and watch out for grass attacks!” The Seedot got up in a hurry, more surprised then injured by the hit from the bonemerang. ‘Time to see what I am made of.’ Sebastian thought to himself.

“Cubone, try your headbutt attack!” he said.
“Cuuuubonnnee.” The creature cried, and began to run at the Seedot, bending its head down slightly. The Seedot dodged it, and Cubone instead knocked a nearby tree. The might of the headbutt shook the tree hard like a tremor; leaves falling freely from the might of the blow. Cubone bounced back and ran after the Seedot, who kept dodging Cubones headbutt attack. In mid air, the Seedot opened its mouth, and shot out small seeds, which like missiles aimed for Cubone on the ground.

” Dodge the bullet seeds Cubone!” Sebastian yelled back. The pokemon obliged, and began to move out of the bullet seeds range. The Seedot continued its attack, jumping from the ground every time to avoid Cubones headbutts, and shooting its bullet seed at the spunky ground type.

Then, one of the sprays of seeds struck Cubone in the arm. The pokemon stopped dead in it’s tracks, falling to the ground as the Seedot jumped away. “BOOOONNE!” it cried, in definite pain.

‘Oh ****, what do I do now…’ Sebastian thought to himself…’Think, think…there has to be a way to slow down the Seedot….wait, why don’t we try it?’

Sebastian turned to his Cubone, which was now kneeling on the grassy field. The Seedot was looking at Cubone angrily, and was getting ready to jump again.

“Cubone, use your leer attack.” Cried Sebastian.
Cubone looked up, and stared at his opponent, his eyes glaring with a deep coldness to catch it off guard. The Seedot looked confused for a second, and hesitated as Cubone began to ready itself for another charge. The Seedot then jumped in the air after shaking off his fright, shooting it’s bullet seed at Cubone, but the leer worked, and the seeds missed Cubone by a few inches. The Seedot landed on the ground, and then charged at Cubone with its tackle attack.

“Now use your bone club attack!” Sebastian yelled. Cubone stood still, and held his club up high, waiting for the Seedot to get close. “Ssseeeeddd” the small grass type yelled, as it closed in on Cubone. Cubone eyed the charging Seedot carefully. The two pokemon nearly collided with each other, but Cubone was swifter, and hit the grass type on its shiny head with its club. The Seedot staggered back for a second, and had a dazed look in its eyes.

“Good job Cubone! Go for the kill, use your headbutt again.” Cubone charged furiously, bending its head down once more. This time, the flinching Seedot couldn’t dodge it, and was hit dead on by Cubone’s sturdy head. The Seedot went flying, and knocked into a nearby tree. Then it toppled onto he ground, totally exhausted.
“ALRIGHT! I DID IT!” shouted Sebastian. ‘Not bad for the first time.’ He thought to himself. “Good job Cubone!” he said to his pokemon, which was now jumping for joy after it realized he was victorious.

“Oh wait, I almost forgot!” Sebastian grabbed one of the empty pokeballs in his belt, and threw it at the Seedot on the ground. He hit it head on, and in a blinding red light it disappeared. The ball shook on the ground for a moment, before stopping completely. The red dot in the center went out, signaling that the pokemon inside of it was captured.

“All right!” Sebastian said. He ran to the pokeball, and picked it up. “My first capture, great work Cubone.” “Cubone…bone…bonne.” The creature said back to his trainer.

Sebastian picked up Cubone’s pokeball and aimed it at him. “Rest up now Cubone.” He said, and the ball opened up, with Cubone disappearing in a flash.

Suddenly, he heard a new Sound behind him. CLAP CLAP CLAP. “Whose there?” Sebastian turned around, and saw Ken clapping his hands, with his Wooper standing next to him.

“Bravo dude! That was an awesome battle!” he said to his friend.
“I’m glad you thought so.” Sebastian replied. “How come you didn’t jump in though?” “I figured you could handle it.” Ken replied. “Besides, two on one is unfair.”
“Any help would have been nice though.”
“ Doesn’t matter now Seb. You did well though. So do we have any water left? “ Ken asked. “I’m thirsty.”

Sebastian looked at him wide eyed; he forgot that Seedot drank all of their water! “Oh ****!” he jumped up as he said that. “The Seedot drank it all!”

Ken just laughed. “I thought so dude. That’s ok though.” He looked down at his Wooper and said to it, “Wooper, fill those bottles with your water gun attack.”
“Wwooopperr.” It replied, and waddled towards the empty plastic containers.

Ken picked up the bottles and set them all upwards in a row. Wooper then tilted it head, and spewed water out of its mouth. In the angle he was shooting it, the water cascaded down onto the bottles, and in a few minutes they were completely filled with crystal clear water.

As Ken was closing the bottles one by one, he turned his head to his friend and said, ”This is another reason why a water type is useful, we at least won’t die of thirst out here.” Sebastian just laughed, and began to pack up the tent so that they can continue on their journey.

Well heres chapter 4 for the people lurking my thread. I hope those that are reading it are enjoying it so far.

CHAPTER 4- Rivals in Rawst

Sebastian and Ken spent about two weeks in the wilderness until they reached the small town of Rawst. The weather stayed mild for the two rookie trainers, and they made it without any serious injuries or problems. They also made progress on their pokemon collections. After capturing a Seedot, Ken one upped Sebastian by capturing his own new pokemon, a Spearow. With two pokemon in their arsenals apiece, they both made their way to Rawst.

Rawst is not a large town in the Enkada region. In fact, it is amongst the smallest. It is a sleepy town, which recently acquired its own new, state of the art pokemon center, and has become a haven for the trainers who have passed by this area. Although the small towns here are not as popular among pokemon fanatics, it does include a few waterways and the Ridge forest, which has been a spot that many trainers who wish to capture bug or grass type pokemon.

Once they reached the town, the two teens quickly began looking for the pokecenter. It was not hard to find, as it was the only new building in the town itself.

“So how long do you want to stay here for Ken?” Sebastian asked.

“A few days is good, we can probably do some pokemon battles with others here to.” Ken said. “Very eager huh?” Sebastian remarked, rolling his eyes.

Ken laughed and patted his friend on the back.

“You bet your *** I am. We did good on our first captures, why not do better in our first real battles?”

“Don’t get overconfident dude.” Sebastian replied back. “There are probably strong trainers in that center that will knock us around….” “And there are probably weak trainers we can beat the crap out of. Come on Seb it will be fun. Plus now we can fight if you want to!” Ken said with a big grin on his face.

“No way man, my pokemon would lose to yours, even I know that one.” Sebastian replied, as Ken’s grin began to fade. “Ok ok.” Ken sighed. “But I still want to battle someone! Hope there are willing people in the pokecenter.”

Moments later, they walked up to the tinted glass doors of the large, concrete building in front of them. The pokecenter itself was painted in a bright white color, with pokeball designs drawn all over the walls as wallpaper. The smell of fresh paint and hot food filled the air, and the cool wind of the air conditioner was a blessing for the sweating teens. Besides the typical healing center found in all of the centers that dot Enkada, it also had a trading station, a cafeteria, and a large number of dormitories for the tired trainers. All around them, there were trainers, both young and old, either talking, relaxing in the lounge or even feeding their pokemon. Dead in the center of the room was a bulletin board, filled with notices on trades, battles, and other little memos that passing trainers post there.

“Um..no not right now. I am going to do something else first.” “Ok dude, ill be right back then.” Ken said, walking into the cafeteria wing and getting on line for some food.

Sebastian began to walk towards the bulletin board, and began reading the many notices posted on it. Most were offers for trades and phone numbers for trainers, but there were some tournament notices. One in particular caught Sebastian’s eye. He inched closer to the bulletin board, and lifted a finger onto the small print of the poster.

THE WORLD POKEMON TOUR (WPT) SIGNUP
The World Pokemon Tour is now registering for this seasons combatants.
Following categories are now available.

Registration will occur in the following major cities. Ask your pokecenters for details:
Chesto City
Hondew City
Belue Port
Drash City
Salac City
Starf Plateau

Battles will be held at Salac, Chesto, Hondew and Starf Stadiums once all spots have been filled. Register today!

“Good luck surviving that tournament buddy.” Said a deep voice.

Sebastian turned around and was face to face with a tall, dark eyed teen. He looked to be about 18 or 19 years old, wearing a faded leather jacket and a black shirt, perfect matches for his faded jean shorts and hiking boots. His black hair was tied into a ponytail, giving him an aggressive biker look. Over his shoulder was a backpack, and pinned on them were numerous badges. The boy then extended his hand out.

“The names Damon, Damon Nauls.”
“Sebastian Caine.” Replied Sebastian, shaking the boys hand. “Just starting out I see huh Sebastian?” “Um..yeah how did you know?”
Damon pointed to his backpack, “No badges yet. Only rookies have that basically.” He stated.

“Yeah, well me and my friend just started two weeks ago.” Sebastian replied, pointing to the cafeteria. Ken was now getting some pokemon food from the dispenser. Damon whipped his head around.

“Nice, you guys not traveling alone. That’s good.” He replied, putting his hands in his jean pockets, as if fumbling to grab something. “Where are you two heading?” He asked.

“Well, we plan to go to Liechi in a few days.” Sebastian said. “We want to see if we can defeat the gym leader there.” Damon nodded his head and began to chuckle for a bit.

“Good luck kid, the gym leaders are actually hard to beat.” Damon replied.
“Well it looks like you have had no trouble with them.” Replied Sebastian, eying the lustrous badges on Damon’s backpack. Damon followed his eyes and grabbed his backpack on his shoulder, and brought it in front of Sebastian, showing the badges in full view to the younger teen.

“See these badges?” Damon said. Sebastian just nodded, as the older teen continued to speak

“It took me four years to get them all. I’m still two short of qualifying for the Elite Four. Don’t take gym trainers lightly, Sebastian. Trust me, they are one of the reasons a lot of trainers fizzle out in the end.”

Sebastian didn’t know what to say to the stranger lecturing him. He didn’t want to come off arrogant or rude to the guy, as he was trying to help him.
“I can tell you one thing then,” Sebastian said as he was eying the different colored badges on Damon’s backpack, “I don’t plan to fizzle out anytime soon.”
Damon just smiled and said. “I like your spirit. Maybe we should battle sometime.” “Well you look like your experienced…ill get whipped.” Said Sebastian.

“Never say that dude, that just shows weakness. You’ll never win battles that way.” Damon then motioned for Sebastian to follow him. “Come with me dude, let me teach you something.” He said, as he turned around to head out of the pokecenter. Sebastian looked confused for a second, and then grabbed Damon’s shoulder, stopping him in his tracks and turning him around for a second.

“Wait one second Damon. I want to get my friend. Is that ok?” He asked him, turning towards the cafeteria wing. “Ok, I’ll wait here then. Be quick though.” Said Damon.

Sebastian just nodded and walked into the cafeteria. The tables were filled with trainers and pokemon alike, all eating the food that the center provided. Nice spaghetti dishes and garlic bread for the trainers, and some pellets for the pokemon themselves. The trainers were engaged in a lot of conversation to, most of them comparing their pokemon and talking about their experiences they have had, and even a few trying to flirt with the fairer sexes. He looked around for Ken, but the sea of trainers made it hard to spot his friend. Suddenly he heard a noise above the rest of the chatter.

“HEY SEB! OVER HERE!” Ken shouted, waving his arms in the air. Sebastian looked and just sighed, trying to hide his embarrassment from the trainers around him that actually looked up to notice his name being called. He walked closer to his friend, as he was busy stuffing his face with thin spaghetti noodles.

“Could you be any louder?” he asked Ken.
“Sorry dude, I needed to get your attention.” He replied, grabbing the garlic bread on his tray. “Here want a piece?”
“Oh yeah, sure.” “He took the bread and began to eat it.
“I also got us enough pokemon food to last a while, so we should be good food wise for them.” Ken said, spinning some spaghetti with his fork and putting it in his mouth.

“That’s awesome dude.” Said Sebastian. “Anyway, there is this guy outside, his name is Damon. Seems like a nice guy, and he wants to show me some tricks in battling. Want to come out with me?” Ken stopped chewing his food and looked up at his friend.

“Dude that sounds a bit shady. How do you know he won’t rob you or something?” “That’s why I wanted you to come Ken! Come on if anything, he will show us something new so we can actually compete in the gyms.”

“Oh come on man, the gyms are probably pushovers. Every year a ton of trainers face the elite four, I’m sure we can take them.” Replied Ken.
“Then prove it to me.” Said another voice. Both boys turned around, and saw Damon standing there. “Sorry Sebastian, I got tired of waiting.”

Damon just chuckled to himself “So cocky…so easy…I like that Ken.” He said calmly.

The teens went outside into the street. It was about one in the afternoon now, so the streets were bare with the exception of a few bag ladies and young businessmen going back to work from lunch. A few trainers, who heard the commotion that Ken and Damon started, followed them outside to view the battle.

“Simple rules Ken, one on one, no substitutes. You go ahead and pick yours first.” Said Damon.

“Fine, let’s go for it.” Said Ken, grabbing one of his active pokeballs. “Kick some ***, Spearow!” The ball opened, and the tiny bird pokemon came out flapping, its wings making it hover in the air.

“Ok then, go for it Amp!” said Damon, who threw his own pokeball out. Then appeared a Flaaffy, standing upright on its two pink legs.

“You nicknamed it? Dude no one nicknames their pokemon anymore!” scoffed Ken. Damon just laughed back at him. “Your move first Ken.”

‘Ok…he has an electric type…damn this is not good…’ Ken said to himself. On the sidelines, Sebastian saw his friend already struggling.
‘This battle is over already.’ He thought to himself, ‘I hope Ken has a plan if he can win it.’

“Ok Spearow, got to avoid contact, so for now fly up high and growl at the Flaaffy.” Ken said. “Speeer…” the bird pokemon cried, as it began to flap harder, going higher into the sky. It then opened its beak. “SPPPEEEAARRROWW” it shrieked, the deafening sound reaching all of the trainers on the bottom. Sebastian covered his own ears ‘Damn, that’s powerful.’ He thought to himself. He looked and saw Damon’s Flaaffy, who seemed to be undaunted by the sharp cry Spearow made.

“Amp, use your thunderbolt attack and bring down that bird!” Damon said. “Flaf” the sheep replied, as its tail tip began to glow a bright yellow. Soon, a lightning bolt shot out of it, and went right towards the flying Spearow.

“Keep up the barrage Flaaffy. Tire it out.” Said Damon. He then turned to Ken, “not bad so far, but not good enough Ken.” Ken just glared right back, his face red with anger. “Spearow, use your quick attack!” “Speearr..” it squawked, and began to move faster than the lightning Flaaffy was shooting out of it’s tail. It was flying around the sheep pokemon, going faster than anyone can see. Spearow then tilted its body back, and rammed into Flaaffy’s chest beak first, before flying back upwards into the air. The electric type staggered back, in some pain with the direct hit in its chest.

“THAT’S WHAT I’M TALKING ABOUT YEAH!” Ken shouted. The other trainers around them were clapping at the display of strength the spunky bird pokemon showed. Sebastian as well as impressed.
“GO KEN!” he was cheering out to his friend. Damon’s smile began to fade a bit.

‘This kid has some balls…but that won’t help him in the end.’ He thought to himself. “ Amp, get ready for another hit.” “Flllaaaafffy!” it replied, obeying its trainer as it stomped both of its feet on the ground like a sumo wrestler, standing its ground and watching the Spearow carefully in the sky.

“Staying put huh? Easy prey then.” Ken boasted. “Spearow, give him another quick attack!” The bird pokemon flew up high once again, and once again was moving faster then the eye could see.

“Good…just like I predicted.” Damon said under his breath. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a pair of sunglasses. After putting them on, he looked down at his pokemon.

“Flaaffy, lets make it sunnier out here, Flash it!” he said sternly.

“Flllaaaafff!” the pokemon cried, as its tail glowed again, and this time a flash of light filled the already bright sky. Sebastian, as well as everyone else watching the battle, shielded their eyes with his arms from the blinding light. ‘I’ve never seen such a bright flash before.’ Sebastian thought to himself. With one eye closed, he used the other to look at Ken, who like everyone else was blocking the flash attack with his arms.

On the battlefield, the bright light also blinded Ken’s Spearow. It stopped its descent and fluttered back into the sky, trying not to look at Flaaffy’s glowing tail. Fortunately its keen bird eyes adjusted quickly, but Flaaffy already negated the quick attack.

“Perfect Flaaffy, use your cotton spore!” Damon commanded. The pokemon began to twist and shake itself, its entire body moving in a strange rhythm. Then parts of it woolen fleece began to fly off of its body, and floated towards Spearow. “Oh no…. QUICK SPEAROW, DODGE IT!” screamed Ken, but it was too late. The cotton hit Spearow dead on, sticking all over his body. It tried to flap it wings…but struggled to stay in the air. Soon it landed on the ground, and began pecking at the cotton stuck on its wings. Damon was grinning from ear to ear, as he got ready for the next attack.

“Ok Flaaffy, give it to him now, use iron tail!” cried Damon. Flaaffy bent down on all fours, and began running towards the grounded Spearow. Its tail began to glow brightly as it ran towards Spearow and lifted it high in the air. The glow faded and it suddenly looked like a metallic spike sticking straight out of his body.

“SPEAROW, GET BACK IN THE AIR!” cried Ken. “Speeeer” it cried back, as tried to fly once again, but even after pecking the cotton in his wings, it struggled to get back in the air. Flaaffy was to quick for the bird pokemon, and with a swipe of its tail it smacked Spearow dead on in its head. The Spearow went back right at Ken’s feet, and couldn’t get up. Ken looked crestfallen, and pulled his pokeball out of his backpack.

“Spearow return.” He sighed. His head was turned down, realizing he was defeated. Damon was smiling again, and removed the sunglasses on his face before returning his Flaaffy into his pokeball. He walked up to Ken and put his arm on Ken’s shoulder.

“You still got a lot to learn buddy, but you did good your first time.” Damon said, trying to console the blonde teen. Ken shrugged him off and walked back into the pokecenter. “KEN WAIT!” Sebastian shouted out to his friend. Sebastian began to run toward his friend, but Damon blocked him with his arm.

“Let him go Sebastian.” Damon said, “He needs some time to cool down.” Sebastian looked back at Ken, as he entered the pokecenter. “You both got a lot to learn, but if he has the potential to become a master, you probably do to.” Sebastian turned his head to Damon, a quizzical look on his face.

“What do you mean Damon?” he asked him. Not sure if that was a compliment or a challenge.

“He took on an electric type with a flying type, and actually did some damage. Not only that, but he was outmatched by experience and strength, but could of won the battle if he changed some of his strategy. Only master trainers would have the balls, the power and the brains to do this, and if he can do it, so can you. That is why I want to challenge you next.” Damon said. “So right now, one on one, no switch outs. Do you accept or not?” he asked him.

Sebastian just looked straight at Damon, and then looked back at the pokecenter. Through the glass doors he could see Ken going straight up to the counter, handing Spearows pokeball to the nurse there. He then turned back to Damon, who was still staring at him, waiting for his response.

It's slightly fustrating that no one is commenting on the story...but there is not much I can do about that. For those who are viewing the thread, here is chapter 5. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: This story is rated R for violence, adult language, and adult situations.

CHAPTER 5- No Hard Feelings

Sebastian was still upset from the battle before. He had his first battle, and his first loss, in the same day. Like Ken before him, Sebastian was now waiting for his pokemon to come out of the healing machine. His defeat against Damon was a true test, and he failed it miserably.

It started out well. He chose to use his Seedot against Damon’s pokemon Crush, a Sandslash. He figured choosing last would be a strong advantage for him, and in the beginning for the battle it was. Seedot was quicker and more agile than Sandslash, jumping up in the air and shooting his bullet seed’s at the ground type. Sandslash quickly countered that strategy though, entrapping the living acorn in quicksand by using the sand tomb.

Then the onslaught of slashes began. By the time Seedot was released from the quicksand, it was already exhausted. Not even hardening its shell could help it, as the Sandslashs claws were to powerful. It sliced through the feeble attempt of defense that Seedot used, knocking it out after a few swipes.

Sebastian couldn’t get his defeat out of his head. ‘This is why Ken was so upset…it sucks to lose.’ He thought to himself. He went to look for his friend after his defeat against Damon, and found him asleep in the dormitory, clutching his backpack like a safety blanket. It wasn’t even past 3 pm, but the battle must of tired him out greatly.

Sebastian waited patiently in the lounge of the pokecenter, looking at the map he was given back at Ganlon. He was plotting his next route, right to Liechi. He couldn’t wait to leave the town of Rawst, in fact he would enjoy leaving after today. ‘We could cut through the Ridge forest, go through the meadows, and reach Leichi in about two weeks...enough time to get even stronger than before….’

“You guys did well, but you got a lot to learn.” Said a voice, snapping Sebastian back to reality. He looked up and saw Damon smiling back at him. The older teen grabbed a chair and sat next to Sebastian, looking at the route he was making for his map.

“Apparently we didn’t do well enough.” Sebastian replied, almost in a whisper. His head hanged low, as if he was ashamed of something. Damon just rolled his eyes and put his arm around the teen. Damon cleared his throat and began to speak.

“The problem is your letting it get to you. What you need to do is get over it. You’re going to lose, sometimes more than you win. When you win, it will be great, when you lose, you’ll feel like you’ve been ****ed over, the point is there will be other battles, and you will do well in those battles with proper training.”

After finishing his own speech, Sebastian lifted his head up. He looked into the dark eyes of the teen that just defeated him in battle, and he simply nodded his head, his lip quivering a bit. “It just sucks a lot though. I thought it would be a bit easier. The games, the battles on TV, they all were more fun. This is tougher than I thought.”

“You need to get out of that mentality Sebastian.” Damon replied. “Don’t second guess yourself, you and Ken have potential. You just need more training.” Damon got up from his chair, and with a sigh he continued to speak.

“I am going to go with you. You both need some help and guidance. Ok dude?” Sebastian looked at him wide eyed. “No, I don’t want you to go out of your way to help us out….” “NO NO NO. I am not going out of my way. Trust me man, I am going to enjoy going with you guys. You both are fun to hang around with. Besides, I have never been to Leichi gym yet.”

“Ok then, if you insist. Welcome aboard dude.” Sebastian said, extending his hand out. Damon took it and shook it hard. “Thanks Sebastian.” Then Damon got distracted for a moment. BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP. Damon put a finger up, and put his hand in his pocket. He pulled out a cell phone, and saw the number that was calling him. “I’ll be right back Sebastian, I need to take this.” Damon excused himself.

Sebastian nodded, and Damon walked toward the front of the pokecenter, his phone next to his ear. Then Sebastian heard another BEEP. This one though was a familiar one to him. His pokemon was healed! He picked up his map and stuffed it in his backpack, and raced towards the healing center, where the nurse on duty handed him his pokeball.

Damon kept his other hand over his ear as he listened to the voice on his phone.

“Are you sure that you lost their trail Mr. Nauls?” the deep, raspy voice asked him.

“Yes sir, I am sure of it. They couldn’t catch up to me and now I have some company of my own to help me go places.” Damon replied to it.

“This company you speak of, I’m assuming that you plan to rob him or her after you finish using them.”

“Unfortunately it will be a bit complicated, there are two of them, and they are tightly knit friends sir. They are rookies, but powerful. I think I can train them to, “help us out” in a way sir.”

The voice on the other line coughed, a very deep one a smoker would have, and began to speak again.

“Well then, use them as much as you can Mr. Nauls. The first sign of trouble though I want you to bail out. I don’t need to lose you to the authorities because of some **** up rookie trainers you travel with. Be on your guard at all times.”

“I was planning on dumping some of the merchandise on them, just in case they do catch up with me sir, but you don’t need to worry about me. I always am careful sir, no need to worry about that.” Damon replied, a small grin creeping up on his face.

The day was sunny, like every other day the past week. The pidgey were chirping, giving the sign to the early birds to start the day. The streets of Rawst were already busy, as the businessmen and women head for work. Also, the pokemon trainers passing through were getting early starts, so they can continue their personal journeys.

Sebastian, Ken, and Damon were amongst those early risers. Although there were some protests to when to leave, the three teens mutually agreed to go at first light.

“I don’t get why were leaving so early, I mean whenever we leave it will still take time for us to get to Liechi.” Ken complained. “That may be, but leaving early has benefits.” Replied Damon. “Oh yeah, like what?” Ken muttered.

“Firstly, pokemon that are usually out at night can be caught in the morning. Second, you can easily follow other trainers who leave early, because most do. Lastly, because you will be traveling a lot, and the farther you go, the quicker it will be. So stop *****ing and lets get a move on.” Damon said sternly. Ken just rolled his eyes and followed him as the older teen led them out of the dormitory and into the pokecenter. He then took them to the nearby PC station. Ken and Sebastian hanged back for a moment as Damon went to the station and began to fiddle with the controls. While this was going on, Ken turned his head and

“Why did you let him come with us Seb? He is an ******* you know.” Ken whispered. “He may be a bit brash, but he does want to help us Ken. We might as well take it, we both got a lot to learn…” “Oh bull dude. We lost one, big deal. We won’t lose again that’s for sure.” Sebastian just shook his head.

“I don’t know dude, if Damon was tough, imagine if we find someone who can beat him. He is good, and he has a lot to teach us.” Sebastian whispered calmly. Ken just rolled his eyes again and nodded. “Ok, but I still don’t want him around. Something about him I don’t trust.” Ken whispered back.

Damon finished pressing buttons on the pc, and then went over towards a contraption sticking out of the PC. It was a platform, with a glass case over it, with the exception of a round hole in the center. Suddenly a brilliant blue light flashed, and a pokeball appeared from the hole. Another flash happened, and out popped another pokeball, like gumballs from a machine. Damon collected the two balls, but instead of putting them on his belts, he placed them in Ken and Sebastian’s hands.

“What’s this for?” Ken asked him.

“Consider it a gift.” Replied Damon. “I caught these two a while back but never trained them. You guys need some pokemon, so I am giving you both one. Usually you have to trade, so consider it lucky that I have a few extra pokemon to get off my hands. So go ahead, open them!” Damon nudged the boys, who just looked at each other and nodded.

Ken threw his on the floor first. After the red light they have become accustomed to, a small, red and orange pokemon appeared. It was sitting on the ground indian style, one of its fingers in its duck like mouth. The baby Magby looked up at Ken and Damon quizzically, not sure whom he should go to. “Wow…nice Damon…um…thanks.” Said Ken, struggling to compliment the older teen. “No problem. It should listen to you easily. Go ahead and open yours Sebastian.”

Sebastian threw his new pokeball on the floor. Coming out of it was a brilliant yellow and black pokemon, small but with disproportionately sized arms. The Elekid looked up at Sebastian with its small, baby-like eyes and whimpered a bit. Sebastian couldn’t believe it, as he “Cool, you catch these or breed them Damon?” Sebastian asked. Damon looked at him and hesitated for a second, before giving his answer.

“Well I um…did catch them yeah. It’s hard to find baby pokemon in the wild, so I got lucky with them both. Anyway, enjoy them; it is my token for no hard feelings. So lets get moving.” Said Damon, quickly turning around and heading towards the door of the pokecenter. Sebastian and Ken put their new pokemon back into their pokeballs and followed Damon into the already busy streets of Rawst. “Back into the wild huh Seb?” Ken said happily. Sebastian just nodded and smiled a bit.

Hey LinksOcarina, looks like i'm the first to comment, how sad. This is quite an awesome fic and i'm enjoying to no end. I've seen a few grammatical errors but nothing too serious at all. Keep up the good work and i'll definetly be checking back here to see the updates to this awesome fic.

Thanks for the comments, silverdragon. It is much appreciative to get some feedback on the story.

So you know, I have about 4 more chapters that are complete and nearly fully edited, then it might be a while until new chapters come out. What I will do is I will distant the releases more, maybe 1-2 a week starting this week, that way it gives me time to write and edit the rest of the story bit by bit.

Anyway, here is the next chapter for your enjoyment.

Disclaimer- This story is rated R (Restricted) for violence, adult content, adult situations and language.

Chapter 6- Darkness Falls

After a few days in the grassy pathways of Enkada, the trio of trainers reached Ridge woods. The third largest forest area in Enkada, Ridge woods is a hotspot for many trainers to catch and battle pokemon. The trees were so high that the teens couldn’t even see the bright sky, say for a few patches of light breaking through the cracks in the trees.

The forest was also filled to the brim with wild pokemon. Pidgeys and Spearows fly high in the sky, eating berries and Bumrys found in the trees. Other pokemon like Wurmple and Oddish litter the ground, and Lotad’s fill the streams in the brook. Both Sebastian and Ken were in awe of the pokemon they saw. During their youth, they were forbidden to enter the woods by their protective parents. Now, they were amazed of the majesty surrounding them, and the vast amount of pokemon that it contains.

“I never expected so many wild pokemon out in the open.” Sebastian exclaimed. Damon laughed a bit at that.

“The tall grass thing is overrated, a lot of pokemon are on the pathway, but the stronger ones are in the grass. If you want to catch some of the best, look in the grass.”

“That’s good to know.” Replied Sebastian.
“Yeah, Mr. body of knowledge.” Ken said sarcastically.
“You both got a lot to learn still…” Damon replied. Ken just glared at him for a second as the trio kept walking deeper into the forest.

“Where are we heading in here Damon?” asked Sebastian, who was glancing over his shoulder as if someone was following them. “There is a lake in the center of the forest which we can rest at. It is where most trainers rest up anyway, so it’s a good spot to be at.”

“You’ve been here before Damon?” Ken asked sternly. “Yes I have, Ken. It’s a common spot most experienced trainers know about. Now you guys know to.”

“So rookies like us wouldn’t know about it huh?” muttered Ken.
“Oh Ken come on, we would of found out sooner or later.” Sebastian said, defending Damon and trying to avoid another fight between his two friends. Damon stopped walking and turned around, facing the teens, a slight smirk on his face.

“It’s ok Sebastian, if Ken still feels bitter about the beat he got, there is little I can do to change it.” Damon stated calmly. Ken just rolled his eyes and looked back at Damon with great intensity.

“It’s bad enough I got beat by you, but you rub it in every ****ing time when you speak to me like this.” Snapped back Ken. “Why don’t you just leave me ****ing be about the ****ing battle man!”

“You bring it up all the time Ken, not me. I only state what has happened, no need to even insult you about it.” Damon snapped back coldly. Ken just glared at him angrily, his fists clenched with the building rage. Sebastian tried to get in between the two, afraid that they would begin throwing punches, but Ken then looked downward, and with a big sigh, walked backwards from where Damon was.

“Calm down dude, it’s not worth it.” Pleaded Sebastian.
“Shut up Seb, it was your idea to bring him along!” said Ken angrily.
“We can use the help…”
“We don’t need ****ing help! We can do this on our own, you and me, one on one!”
“That’s where your wrong, Ken. Any help should be accepted, besides groups always prosper better than individual trainers.” Replied Damon.

“Whatever man. Next time, you will not be so lucky when you face me, I will make sure of that.”

“Better train some more then Ken, you got a lot of catching up to do.” Replied Damon.

“GIVE ME SOME RESPECT MAN! COME ON!” Ken yelled back, clenching his hands again. “I am working my *** off to be the best there ever was, and so far I am getting **** from you because you were able to beat me in a match. Next time you won’t be so lucky.” Damon just shook his head at that, and began to say something else back at Ken.

Sebastian couldn’t believe what he was hearing anymore. He took a seat on a nearby rock that was nestled in a small patch of tall grass, shaking his head at the ridiculous display in front of him.

‘Why the hell are they fighting like this? It is so damn pointless to me. Ken is to damn proud sometimes....and Damon is to strong willed…’ he kept thinking to himself. Ken and Damon kept up their argument for a few moments, Ken yelling like a madman and Damon coolly replying to his cries. For a while, Sebastian just thought about leaving them alone in the forest and going on his own, but decided to wait until the two of them were tired from the petty argument that conspired.

Then, another, louder sound was heard, this time it was a large rustling sound in the tall grass next to Sebastian. Ken and Damon stopped to look at the grass, while Sebastian turned his head around to see what was making the noises. Soon enough, a large, oval shaped creature pounced from the grass, knocking Sebastian out of his seat on the rock. He let out a loud “umph” and fell on his back, with the large pokemon landing near his feet. Its oval shaped mouth with hundreds of tiny, incisor like teeth, was opened wide, as if the monster was about to devour the confused trainer. Two horns were also on its head, curved like the devil himself was present to them.

The Pinsir had its small arms in the air, as if it was ready to pounce once again on the defenseless trainer under him. Sebastian screamed, as the creature got closer to him. He tried to crawl away, but the pokemon jumped on him, its body landing on his legs. Sebastian screamed in pain from the weight of the Pinsir.

“HOLY ****! SOMEONE HEELLLP!” he yelped, as the large pokemon’s horns opened up more, spreading to the ends of his body. The pokemon tilted its entire frame downward, aiming his horns at Sebastian’s head. Sebastian covered his eyes, but then felt a tugging on his side. He looked up and saw Damon trying to pull him out of the Pinsir’s grasp! The pokemon cried out with a mighty roar, as if someone was stealing its prey, and it let Sebastian go. It then though put its head down and began to run towards Damon, hitting him square in the chest. Damon let out a loud “Oomph” as he fell down as well, with spots of blood seeping through the woven fabric of his black shirt where the Pinsir’s horns pierced his skin.

The Pinsir was still up looking downwards at the toppled teen. Damon was out cold; the impact of the Pinsir’s horns knocking him out. Sebastian, horrified at the sight before him was fumbling to reach his pokeballs so he can battle the beast. He was crawling away to get out of the rampaging creature, but the Pinsir was quicker again and was already charging towards him! Sebastian was just shaking, waiting for the inevitable attack.

But then something unexpected happened. The Pinsir stopped and yelped in pain! “SIIIRRR” it cried, letting out a mighty roar. On it’s side, it had burn marks, suggesting a match of some sorts hit it. Sebastian looked up and saw Ken standing near Damon’s body, and his Magby, spewing small fireballs at the great beast.

“Keep up the embers Magby, make sure it can’t attack!” shouted Ken. The Pinsir was now covering its mouth with its tiny arms, trying not to get hit by the small fire types barrage of fireballs. The Magby kept up the intensity, until Ken gave it another order.

“Try smokescreen, blind the ****er.” Ken said to his pokemon. It nodded its head and shortly after, thick, black smoke began to come from its duck-like mouth. Although it was still young, the noxious fumes of the smokescreen even made Ken cough a bit, and the Pinsir was now immobilized for a second to try and see his surroundings. All of a sudden it lashed out, flaying its arms like it was trying to punch something. The smoke impaired it’s vision to heavily, as it was throwing punches into the wind.

“Try a fire spin and trap him Magby!” shouted Ken. The pokemon then made a tiny jump onto the very rock that Sebastian sat on before this conflict began. This time though, the flames coming from it’s mouth rotated in a circular motion, bright red and orange flames licking at the heels of the Pinsir. The bug pokemon tried to run away, but the smoke, mixed with the fire, made it nearly impossible to escape. The fire rose quickly, and the smokescreen turned into a blazing inferno, much to the shock of Ken,surrounding the Pinsir with a tower of fire.
The Pinsir was now ducking its body as low to the ground as it could. The flames were engulfing the area greatly, starting to spread to the tall grass and the trees around them, turning the once bright green landscape into nothing but desolate ash lands.

During the course of the battle, Sebastian was able to get up after the fall he had. He was now leaning over Damon, who was still out cold from the take down Pinsir did early on. He was trying to wake him up; making sure Damon was breathing and was bandaging the wound on his chest. ‘Thank god it is superficial, or else he might have been seriously hurt.’ Sebastian kept thinking to himself. ‘Why the hell did it attack us?’

He kept glancing up at Ken and his Magby, as they continued their onslaught against the Pinsir. The Pinsir was now lying on the ground, the grass and trees around him charred by the flames Magby produced. It has burn marks on the back of its body, and was crying out in pain. Magby was standing guard, ready to attack as Ken reached for another pokeball, throwing it on the ground. Out popped his Wooper, and with a quick call, Ken gave it an order to follow.

“Wooper, take out the flames, water gun them quickly!” he commanded. The tiny pokemon obliged, and began spewing crystal clear water over the circle of fire. The Wooper began to douse the flames, turning the blazing inferno into nothing more but tiny ember. Thick steam was rising above the canopy as Wooper also blew water on the singed grass, which was at this point transformed into ash by the flames. Soon, all of the fire finally went out, and in the center of the former circle of fire, was a Pinsir who was struggling to get up.

Ken saw his opportunity, and quickly threw an empty pokeball at the giant bug. It hit it on it’s singed back, and with another murderous scream, the Pinsir disappeared in a red light. The pokeball began shaking violently, moving back and forth. Ken had a smile on his face, knowing that he has this capture is in the bag.

Suddenly, the pokeball opened widely, and a bright red light shot out of the pokeball. The Pinsir had escaped the capture!

Magby got ready so shoot his ember, but by the time it turned around, the Pinsir was running off. Ken watched with disgust as the Pinsir began hobbling as fast as it can to get away from it’s tough opponent. Ken recalled his Wooper and Magby as quickly as he could, and began to run after the wounded pokemon.

“KEN? KEN WAIT!” shouted Sebastian, but Ken was already far off into the woods, ignoring the cries of his friend. Sebastian was still trying to wake up Damon, but nothing was working. He tried to drag him to his feet, but Damon was definitely heavier than Sebastian, and he could barely lift him up from the ground. The forest grew silent after the activity that Sebastian witnessed. The sun was fading from the trees, and in his mind, Sebastian knew they would be in trouble from more attacks if they weren’t careful.

Sebastian gathered some sticks and dug a small hole in the ground, and lit a match. He also took out his tent, and set it up shoddily on the rough, burnt ground around him. He fluffed his sleeping bag and laid it out inside the tent, then dragged Damon’s body and pulled it in. It took some time, but he was able to get him on top of the sleeping bag. He closed the tent, and tended to the fire outside. Watching the darkening woods for any sign of life that is hopefully not hostile towards him.

Ken was running through the woods at top speed now, desperately trying to catch up to that Pinsir. ‘No way in hell am I losing this capture.’ He thought to himself. The sun was nearly set, but he had just enough light to keep his eyes on the Pinsir. It was up ahead, still hobbling because of its wounds from Ken’s Magby, and it knew that the trainer who it lost to was chasing him down.

Ken passed a number of different pokemon, Bellsprout, Pidgey, even a Butterfree at one point, but none of them mattered to him. He wanted to take down that Pinsir. He kept running, his breathing was turning heavier by the second. It is a good thing that in his youth, he was very active in sports. He kept his eyes on the Pinsir ahead of him, and saw that it finally bent down, and stopped on the ground. It stayed low, using its tiny arms to grab its side. The Pinsir was succumbing to his burns finally, and couldn’t even run anymore.

Ken caught up to it, and saw the Pinsir in pain on the ground. It roared for a bit; this time it was more of a cry of defeat rather than a ferocious scream. Ken looked at the pokemon, and his expression changed from glee to sadness in a matter of seconds. ‘Did I put you through so much pain?’ Ken thought to himself. ‘I never meant to do that.’

Ken looked down at the Pinsir, still in pain. He took a pokeball from his belt, and tossed it downwards towards the bug pokemon. “I’m sorry.” He said softly, as the pokemon disappeared in the brilliant red light. This time, the ball didn’t even shake, as the Pinsir submitted to its fate.

Ken picked up the pokeball, and put it on his belt. By this time, the sun was set, and the stars were shining brightly in the sky. He turned around, and walked back towards where he came; at least where he thought he came from.

Sebastian was tending to the fire in front of him for a few hours now. Damon hasn’t come to yet, and Ken was still out in the forest somewhere. ‘Where the hell is Ken?’ Sebastian thought to himself. ‘I hope he is ok out there.’ He threw another stick into the fire, and laid down on the charred grass.

“Now why are you lying down on the ground Sebastian?” murmured a voice behind him.

Sebastian sat up, and saw Damon standing weakly over him, clutching the side of his chest. “Thanks for patching me up by the way, I appreciate it.”
“You ok?” Sebastian asked him. Damon bent down, letting out a small groan.

“Yeahh…ive been hurt worse though. How long have I been out though?”
“About two hours, maybe more.”
“Where is Ken?”
“He took off after the Pinsir.” Damon nodded, and looked around the campsite. He noticed the scorched earth around him.
“Did Ken do all of this?” Damon asked. “Yeah, that Magby is strong for being a baby pokemon.”

“So is the Elekid you have Sebastian.” Damon replied. “Where did you catch theses dude?” inquired Sebastian. Damon looked into the night sky, and closed his eyes for a second, deep in thought. “Far off, near Chesto city. I bred them there. Were a long way from there though.”

Sebastian nodded, and just stared at the campfire he made. “You ok man?” a concerned Damon asked.

“Oh..yeah…its just..why did it attack us like that?” Sebastian replied.

“Hmm…well some pokemon are more aggressive based on their nature. That might be why it attacked us. Maybe we went into its territory or something.” Replied Damon. “It should be fine, if Ken comes back. He probably chased the Pinsir from this area.”

Sebastain kept his head down, now deep in thought about his friend Ken. “Ken is tough, he should be all right.” Sebastian said. ‘I hope so at least.’ He thought to himself privately.

Just then, there was a rustling from the bushes behind them. Damon and Sebastian both jumped up from shock and freight, and were looking at the moving bushes. Damon was clutching his side with one hand, and was reaching for a pokeball in the other, while Sebastian lifted a nearby stick for his own protection. The rustling got louder, until the figure in the bushes was visible in the dim firelight.

“FINALLY! I FOUND YOU GUYS!” Yelled Ken, who had huge grin on his face. Sebastian and Damon eased up, and Sebastian walked up to his friend and gave him a hug. “I’m glad your ok dude. What happened with the Pinsir?” he asked him.

“Well, I caught him! It was tough, but I caught him.” Said Ken gleefully.
“Good job dude!” said Sebastian. Damon nodded his own approval. “
Not bad Ken. You did good back there.” He said back. “Gee, thanks Damon. I ‘appreciate’ the nod.” Said Ken sarcastically. “I’m glad you still got that over-confidence Ken.” Replied Damon. Ken glared at him for a moment, and just sat down near the campfire.

“You guys, lets have a good night ok?” pleaded Sebastian. Both Ken and Damon looked at Sebastian and just nodded. “I need some sleep anyway.” Murmured Ken, as he unrolled his sleeping bag from his backpack. “You guys have a good night ok?”

Sebastian smiled, and wished his friend goodnight. He and Damon stayed up for a while more, watching the stars in the night sky.

“Your friend is a hot-head you know?” remarked Damon at one point. Sebastian looked at him with a hint of anger.
“Dude, that’s not cool. He means well he’s just rough around the edges, that’s all.”
“He needs to learn to think and be patient, and to be more careful when handling pokemon in a forest. I’m glad he got the Pinsir, but he was reckless in capturing it. Never go out in the woods at night to capture a pokemon, unless you’re with a group of people. Weird **** happens at night.”

Sebastian just listened to Damon again, preaching once more an important lesson. “I’ll talk to him, ok. I just..I just want us to be friends and all, you know.” Damon nodded his approval.

“I know Sebastian, and I’m willing, but so far he isn’t,” replied Damon. Sebastian laid back on the ground, putting his hands under his head, and stared into the stars.

“Give it time dude, give it time.” He said softly. Sebastian kept looking at the stars, and with a big yawn, he excused himself and went into his tent to sleep.

Well i'm back for the next installment of this fic. Once again this was a great chapter that i enjoyed very much.

Damon and Sebastian both jumped up from shock and freight, and were looking at the moving bushes.

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With freight i'm pretty sure you meant Fright. But other than that, I found very few grammer/spelling mistakes.

“Try a fire spin and trap him Magby!” shouted Ken. The pokemon then made a tiny jump onto the very rock that Sebastian sat on before this conflict began. This time though, the flames coming from it’s mouth rotated in a circular motion, bright red and orange flames licking at the heels of the Pinsir. The bug pokemon tried to run away, but the smoke, mixed with the fire, made it nearly impossible to escape. The fire rose quickly, and the smokescreen turned into a blazing inferno, much to the shock of Ken,surrounding the Pinsir with a tower of fire.
The Pinsir was now ducking its body as low to the ground as it could. The flames were engulfing the area greatly, starting to spread to the tall grass and the trees around them, turning the once bright green landscape into nothing but desolate ash lands.

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I enjoyed this part very much, i thought there was some great description.

Thank you for all that guys. I will try to rectify the grammar mistakes on there when I can, and I will go over the finished chapters again just in case.

As for description, the problem I have now is since were already close into the story, it will be hard for me to re-describe Sebastian and Ken and the other characters that pop up. The first chapter was to give you an idea on it, and I was hoping their actions so far in the story are clues to their personalities.

Anyway, I will be slowing down the rate in which I post the chapters now, because I need to finish editing the near completed ones, then write the rest of the story. Wish me luck.

Ok guys, heres the next chapter. Just in case I went over it again to look for gramatical errors and the like, didn't catch much, so if you spot anything, sorry about it.

Disclaimer: This story is rated R (Restricted) for violence, adult language, and adult situations.

CHAPTER 7- Fours a Crowd

After spending a few days in the Ridge woods, Sebastian, Ken and Damon made their way to the rest area by the lake. It was a beautiful site to Sebastian and Ken, with crystal clear water and a running stream, heading right into the oval shaped lake. The clearing had a number of tents dotting over its rolling emerald hills, and trainers scattered all over the lakeshore. Some of them were eating a picnic lunch; others were taking a swim in the lake. There were even a pokemon battle going on, and a crowd of 15 or so trainers was watching the action.

“Check that out!” an excited Ken shouted, running towards the crowd of trainers. Damon and Sebastian followed suit, joining the throng of people in the circle near the lake. The battle was apparently a hotly contested match, as the crowd of young trainers was cheering loudly.

The two trainers fighting seemed to be more experienced in battling. Both were barking orders like mad to the two pokemon they had out. The first trainer was a tall, lanky guy wearing a red baseball cap. His pokemon was an Oddish, which was currently dodging the attacks of the 2nd pokemon, a Jigglypuff. The Jigglypuff was trying to pound the weed in front of it, but kept missing.

Sebastian looked up and saw the back of the other trainer, he had short hair in a ponytail, and was tall and thin, wearing a crimson tanktop and blue cut off jeans, but he couldn’t see anything else, as the crowd was large at this point. Then, he heard a high-pitched female voice shouting above all else.

“Ok Jigglypuff, grab it and double slap!” she shouted. The pokemon grabbed the Oddish by the weeds on its head then lifted it from the ground. It began to smack the tiny grass type in the face, the Oddish yelping with each successful slap.

“Oddish, try a stun spore!” cried the male trainer. The Oddish struggled to shoot the spore, but the Jigglypuffs hand’s held the stem of the weeds, and the stun spore couldn’t get out.

“Keep it up, and try a body slam Jigglypuff!” “Jiggly!” yelped the pink puffball, as it stop slapping the Oddish and then used it’s full weight to pound it onto the grassy floor. The grass type was dazed, and was definitely tired, but was still standing, although barely able to stand upright after the heavy blows dealt to him.

“Oddish, absorb some energy!” cried the male trainer. The Oddish tilted its body, and concentrated for a moment, as the weeds on its head began to glow a light green. Soon small green orbs floated from its head, hitting into the Jigglypuff. The green orbs then turned blue, and as if it were a dazzling light show, floated back to Oddish, entering the top of it’s head again. “Oooddd..ish..” panted the grass type, as it stood up straight this time, gaining energy from the absorb attack.

Throughout the battle, Sebastian was paying attention to one thing above all else. The female trainer who was ordering the Jigglypuff kept all of his attention. She turned around, and Sebastian felt his heart skip a beat for a moment. Her large blue eyes had an intensity that he has never seen. Her deep crimson tanktop shirt and faded cutoff jeans matched them perfectly, and complimented her tanned complexion. Her auburn hair was cut short and neatly cut on top of her head, in a small ponytail giving her a more frontierswoman look. Her face was almost angelic, with creamy golden skin and beautifully shaped lips.

’Wow’, Sebastian thought to himself, ‘She is gorgeous…’
“DIISSSH!” cried the Oddish in battle, snapping Sebastian back into reality.

He looked and saw the tiny grass type shoot leaves out of its weedy head and to it’s opponent. The Jigglypuff began to duck and dodge the razor sharp leaves, but was not fast enough and got nicked by a few of them, leaving a minor gash on its left cheek. The crowd dispersed for a moment, as the sharp leaves went whirling past some onlooker’s legs and into the trees behind them, whizzing by like thrown darts.

“JIGGGGLYY!” cried the puffball, in clear pain. Its trainer had the fiery look in her eyes again. “I’m not losing this one, Jigglypuff, take it down!” she yelled out! The Pink pokemon geared its body, its large eyes closing as it concentrated. It’s feet stood its ground for a moment, leaning back, and it’s body expanded a bit, ballooning up for it’s next move. It then charged at full force towards the Oddish.

“DODGE IT!” cried the male trainer, but it was a little to late, as the pink pokemon hit it in full force, knocking it downwards. The Oddish tried to lift itself this time, but it could barely get its leaves up. The male trainer recalled it, and conceded the match to his adversary.

“Good battle Sophie.” The male trainer said, as he put his pokeball away in his backpack and walked away. The girl, Sophie, smiled and grabbed her own pokeball. “Return Jigglypuff.” She said, as the pokemon retreated in a red flash. She tilted her head backwards and looked at the throng of people around her.

“Whose next?” she asked the crowd. The group of onlookers just stared, some of them walking away, going back to their tents. Others were murmuring to themselves, deciding if they want to attempt a match against the experienced trainer in front of them. Sebastian was still deep in his own thoughts, paralyzed by the physical beauty that was before him.

“I WILL!” he suddenly yelled, causing Ken and Damon to look lat him in near shock. Sophie looked at him, and instead of questioning why he yelled, she just nodded and motioned him to come over here.

“She is a tough trainer Sebastian, you sure?” Damon asked.
“Finally something that we can agree on.” Stated Ken. He turned to his friend and said, “You sure dude, you might lose.”

“So what?” Sebastian nearly snapped back.
“Got to fight to win you know?” He turned towards Sophie, smiling a goofy grin and walking towards her, his face as red as a tomato.

“That was weird….” Said Ken, his face with a puzzled look on it. Damon just looked on at Sebastian rather coldly. ‘What is he up to….’ He thought to himself.

Sebastian walked closer to Sophie; his mind was racing with every step on what his next action should be.
‘Should I say hi? Should I shake her hand? What if I make an *** of myself? What should I do?’ he lamented over and over in his mind. His nervousness was showing at this point; sweating heavily in the cool breeze of the forest, his hands were trembling a bit, so he kept them in the pockets of his shorts. His face was still red, blushing as if he was embarrassed to even come close to the trainer he challenged.

He finally was close enough to greet Sophie. Sebastian extended his trembling hand and cleared his throat.

“Um…I’m Sebastian and it’s nice to..um meet…”
“Yeah yeah, my names Sophie kid. Ok lets get this over with dude. Get ready to lose.” The girl replied, grabbing his hand and shaking it violently. Sebastian almost yelped in pain from her grip.
“So…um…how old are you Sophie?” He asked her. “I’m 18 but that has no relevance buddy, lets go and get this done with, jeez!” she said harshly.
” I like simple, so let’s keep it one on one Sebastian.” She smiled, showing off her pearly white teeth. “Lets get this on boy!” she cried excitingly, as she turned around and took position near the edge of the lake where she was before.

Sebastian, still blushing in the face, nodded and followed suit to his position. ‘Wow, this is so cool…I hope I can impress her…’ He was thinking to himself, trying to get serious for a moment.

Sophie grabbed one of her pokeballs and threw it on the ground. In a flash, a small green figure appeared. It’s big yellow eyes darted all over the field, checking around to see its competition. The Treeko was waiting for it’s opponent. “Ok, let’s make this even then.” Sebastian said confidently. He picked his pokeball, and threw it on the ground. His Seedot came out jumping, full of energy and eager to battle.

By this time, the circle was intact again; most of the trainers from last time were here to see this battle between the two trainers. Ken and Damon were off to the side, looking on at Sebastian.

“You think he will win?” Ken asked Damon.
“Who knows? I think he is blinded though by that girl. So he is already not paying attention.” He replied back.
“You never have anything nice to say don’t you?” Ken snapped back. Damon just shrugged his shoulders.
“I call it as I see it Ken. Forget it and let’s see how he does in this one.”

Both trainers scanned the grassy field, the two grass types in the middle of it, with Sebastian and Sophie at the ends. Sebastian was clearing his throat for a second, and shouted out to Sophie.

“This should be good Sophie, good luck.” he said to her.
“Luck is for wimps kid” scoffed Sophie, who kept her eyes on the Seedot. “Ok Treeko, lets get this party started, give it a pound attack!” cried Sophie.

The Treeko was quick, going on all fours and running at top speed towards the Seedot. Its tail was arched backwards, like a whip ready to strike. “Seedot jump, and use a bullet seed!” commanded Sebastian.

The acorn obliged, and jumped high into the air as the Treeko was about to smash it with its tail. The Treeko though, not to be undone, jumped as well, surpassing the flying acorn in the air by a few inches, and in a quick motion used it’s tail to smack the Seedot onto the ground.

“Oh no!” cried Sebastian. Sophie had a devilish grin on her face and just laughed.
“Got to do better than that! Treeko this time give him a quick attack before it gets up again!” she ordered the pokemon.
“Tree!” cried the lizard, this time moving faster than Sebastian could see. The Seedot was trying to get up, but the Treeko got to it first, hitting it this time with it’s head.

Seedot flew back once again, this time hitting the ground hard. “****!” cried Sebastian. “Seedot, get up, and try to harden yourself!” he shouted back. The pokemon this time was able to get up, although it was shaking a bit from the hits it suffered, but shortly after it’s body began to glow. Once it subsided, the acorn looked impeccably shiny, nearly blinding in the midday sun with it’s hardened body. And not a moment to soon, as the Treeko hit it from behind with its quick attack. This time though, Seedot stood it’s ground, its new defense helping it repel the impact of the hit.

“Ok Treeko, keep up the quick attack, and break that shell of his now!” The Treeko turned around to make another pass at it. “Seedot bide your time!” cried Sebastian. “Seeeddd.” It said back, standing it’s ground. The Seedot then entrenched itself, using the pointed tip of its belly to attach to the ground while the Treeko continued it’s barrage of quick attacks, ramming into it again and again. Seedot was pushed back and forth, like a inflatable doll, but was still standing its ground, its big eyes were closed, concentrating on what it had to do.

On the sidelines, Ken was ready to explode with anger. “Why the hell is he letting it get hit? How can that help him?” He yelped angrily.
Damon just smiled a bit. ‘Good idea Sebastian’ he thought to himself, ‘your learning fast….’

Sophie herself was perplexed by Sebastian’s choices.
‘This guy is a dumbass, sitting there taking it. This is to easy.’
“Ok Treeko, stop the quick attack and go for the kill. CRUSH CLAW NOW!” she yelled.

Treeko kept circling his opponent, and in a flash stopped right in front of it, raising its hand and extending itthe’s tiny claws used for climbing.

“UNLEASH IT SEEDOT!” cried Sebastian. Seedot opened its eyes, now glowing red. Its body trembled, glowing red as well, shaking violently for a few seconds, before screaming a loud “SSEEEEDDD!” A wave of energy bursted from its body, and hit into Treeko heavily, knocking it backwards onto the ground.

“Holy ****!” cried Sophie, a look of disbelief on her face. “Treeko get up!” she cried, but the grass type wasn’t moving at all. Seedot, after using energy like that, sat on the floor, totally exhausted. Sophie saw that the battle was over. “Treeko, return.” She whispered, her head hanging low from her defeat.

Sebastian recalled his Seedot, and was greeted by a number of trainers, praising him for his success in his battle. Sebastian himself was happy that he won finally, but wanted to speak to Sophie first. She was walking towards the end of the lake, and heading to a tent near the edge of the woods.

“HEY WAIT!” Sebastian yelled at her, but she didn’t even look up to acknowledge him.

“Sophie wait…I wanted to say it was a good battle…” he began to say, but was cut off by Sophie who put her hand in front of his face.
“Shut up, you won, nice match, leave me be now buddy!” She snapped at him.
“But….it was just…”
“It was a bad match for me!” she said back at him. “Look, just leave me be ok. I need time alone.” She said, before entering into her tent. Sebastian looked confused, and without thinking went inside her large tent to see her, closing the velcro flap behind him.

Her tent was like any normal one, but with a few additives. She had a fold up chair and table with a few scattered papers on the tabletop. She also had a ton of food boxes lying on the ground. As well as that, she had a large sleeping bag with a custom Dragonite drawing on it, something unusual as few people have custom sleeping bags like hers. ‘This is no ordinary girl.’ He thought to himself, as he approached her, sitting on the fold up chair, her head looking at the tent’s ceiling.

“I thought I told you to…” Sophie began to say angrily, but this time Sebastian cut her off.

“Look, I’m sorry that you lost, but you are a tough trainer. You can kick anyone’s *** out there. So be proud of what you accomplished. You can’t win them all you know, that would be boring if you did, you know…” Sebastian said calmly, despite the fact that he didn’t know what else to say. “It’s all for good fun anyway right?” He asked her.

‘For you maybe, for me the stakes are higher.’ She thought to herself.
“Yeah I guess so…never thought of it that way before.”
“You take it seriously?” asked Sebastian.
“You don’t?” retorted Sophie.
“Battling is a trainers life buddy. If you suck at it, you might as well quit now.” Sebastian just nodded.
“I guess we both a got a lot to learn.” He said.

“Why you a rookie?” asked Sophie. Sebastian nodded.
“But so are you, so were in good….”
“I AM NO ROOKIE BUDDY!” she shouted back at him.
“NEVER CALL ME A ROOKIE!”
“Ok ok, calm down please Sophie.” Sebastian pleaded, now slightly frightened by her. Sophie looked at him for a second with an icy stare, before softening up at the obvious shaken boy.
“I’m sorry…that’s a touchy subject for me.”
“It’s cool Sophie, it’s cool.”

Just then, there was a knock on the tent flap. Someone was hitting the fabric “Hey Seb! Come on out for a second.” Ken called.

“So um, where are you heading?” Sebastian asked, totally ignoring his friends outside. Sophie stuttered, and to a second to reply.

“Well…I um.. I go wherever I like to. I’m a free roamer. I also want to get as many gym battles as I can. So far I got one badge.” She replied. She held up her bag to prove her story.

“Well yeah I….” “SEB! COME ON OUT!” shouted Ken from the outside, interrupting Sophie. “Maybe you should answer your friend out there….” “I will in a second.” Sebastian replied. He then cleared his throat, as his heart skipped a beat just thinking about his next question.

“Would you…um, like to travel with me…I mean us? Me my friends outside? It will be fun im sure, some company plus some new friends and stuff?” He said, running out of breath towards the end of his sentence. His heart was pounding fast now; it felt like it was about to jump out of his chest.
“Hmm…ill see kid, no go to your friends.” She said, shooing Sebastian away. Sebastian just blushed and excused himself, opening the tent flap and heading outside.

“Dude, were going to head out.” Ken said the moment he saw his friend.
“Were are about two hours from the exit of the forest, and we can make it to Liechi by nightfall.” Damon chimed in.

“Ok ok, but is it ok if Sophie comes with us?” asked Sebastian. Both Damon and Ken looked confused.
“Who?” asked Damon.
“The girl I just battled. We have been talking, and I would like her to come with us.”
“Seb I don’t know…”Ken began to say, before he was cut off by Sebastian’s pleading.
“Oh come on man. She is traveling alone, she has experience, and she is pretty cool. Why not, I mean the more the merrier.” Sebastian said gleefully.
“Dude, come with me for a second.” Ken said, grabbing his arm and forcing him to walk towards the silted bed of the lake.

“What what is it?” asked Sebastian.
“Dude, it’s bad enough we have Damon, but now this chick? I mean come on. It was only supposed to be me and you, the dynamic duo dude. Now were making a crowd here. I really don’t want anyone else to come with us.”

“Ken, you got to understand something. This girl…she…she makes my stomachs tie in knots. I like her a lot, and I want to….um…get to know her.” said the blushing Sebastian.

Ken had an angry look in his eye.
“Let me get this straight, you got the hot’s for that chick?” Ken asked.
Sebastian just blushed some more and nodded. Ken let out a deep sigh, and nodded back, “I was hoping I would get some first Seb.” He said back, smiling. Both boys bursted in laughter for a second, before regaining their composure. Sebastian broke the silence first.

“Ok, I’m going to tell her the good news. Thanks buddy!” said Sebastian, who hugged his friend and ran off to tell her the good news.
“No…problem.” Said Ken. Unfortunately he was thinking something else.

‘I should be happy for him….why do I feel so upset though?’ he asked himself. Ken was not the only one deep in thought, as Damon as well was beginning to think about this new revelation.

‘This girl…she will either be more problems…or she can be used to my advantage…’ he thought to himself. ‘Perhaps I can…no, that’s just wrong, I couldn’t do that to the three of them. Still, I can’t let the others catch up to me.’ He thought to himself, pondering his next move. ‘Four is a crowd, but you can get lost in a crowd easily…’ he thought, trying to decide what to do.

Inside the tent, another discussion was occurring.

“You sure I won’t be a burden. No no, not at all, I promise. I mean, the guys don’t care, and I sure don’t, it’s up to you now Sophie.” Sebastian stated.

“Hmmm…I have traveled alone for a while, and I am used to it. I don’t really think I need you guys at all.” She said coldly. “BUT….your kind of a cool guy, and you probably won’t be like the other jerks around here. Most of them give me cat calls for some reason.” She muttered, practically spitting out the last of her sentence.

“We won’t do that. The three of us are perfect gentleman,” said Sebastian proudly. “So what do you say?” asked Sebastian, pleading at this point. His face was redder than a ripe cherry.

Sophie just kept her eyes on Sebastian, watching his face turn different shades of red. ‘Man this guy must be a virgin or something…’ she thought to herself.
“Ok, ill go with you guys. When do we leave?” She said.

Sebastian, about ready to jump for joy, nearly yelled out loud “Were leaving now! Let’s go!” In the back of his mind, he was thinking to himself,

‘YES! YES YES YES SHE IS COMING WITH US! Wow…I never thought I would be so happy about something like this….I can’t wait to see her in action again, she is a tough trainer.’

“You going to just stand there, or you going to help me pack kid?” Sophie said sternly, snapping Sebastian back to reality. She was already rolling up her sleeping bag.

“Oh yeah, sure.” Sebastian said back, grabbing a few of the boxes on the ground. ‘This has been a good day.’ He kept thinking to himself, smiling as he helped his new friend clean her tent.

Well, here is chapter 8. After this, I only have 2 more chapters that are fully complete, so it will be one update a week if I keep on schedule. I hope you all enjoy this chapter, there is little pokemon in it, but it's more about character depth and development.

Disclaimer: This story is rated R for violence, adult language, adult situations, and non-descript nudity.

Chapter 8- Night Fright

As darkness passed over the grassy hills of the Enkada region, the group of four was still trekking towards the ever growing lights in the distance. About 5 miles away the dim lights of Liechi city can be seen, glowing like a beacon for the trainers to follow. Dark clouds covered the stars in the sky; as a pale moon was hung over the travelers.

“So how long until we get to the city Seb?” Ken asked his friend, who threw his head back in a loud yawn.
“How should I know man? Am I the navigator now?” Sebastian replied back. “Well, you do kind of hog the map dude.” Ken said back. Sebastian looked at him for a second, and just rolled his eyes. Ken and Sophie began to chuckle a bit.

“I am actually glad I was able to join you guys,” Sophie said cheerfully. “Your all pretty damn cool, like my friends back home.”
”Where is that Sophie?” Sebastian asked her. She closed her eyes for a second, deep in thought.
”Well…” she began, her voice going a bit higher due to nervousness, “I live in Hondew town. My dad….he’s…he’s the gym leader in the town there. Tough guy, you know.” She said meekly, struggling to place the words.

“Oh cool!” exclaimed Ken.
“I take it you are not that fond of him, are you?” Damon remarked.

Sophie’s face drooped, and flushed red with rage; her eyes nearly retreated back into her head.
“NEVER SAY THAT AGAIN DAMON,” she screamed. HOW DARE YOU TALK ABOUT MY FATHER LIKE THAT!”
“Ok, ok jeez relax.” Damon said calmly. “I’m sorry about that.”
Sophie nodded her head, and smiled her normal smile. “It’s ok Damon, im sorry I got all upset.”
“That is fine. We all have things we wish to keep secret..” Damon trailed off. He then turned around and began to stare at the moon. Sophie began growling in anger, but before she could say anything, Sebastian cut her off.

“What about you Damon, where are your family from?” Sebastian asked him. Damon kept his eyes onto the sky, deep in thought as he always is.

“I…I lived around, me and my family. We moved from Drash city to Pumkin Island and back. Lived in Belue port the longest, before….before my mother died. Since then I have kind of been on my own.” He said, with no emotion coming from his mouth. Sebastian, Ken and Sophie stopped walking. All of them had their mouths wide open in semi shock.

“Damon im….”Sebastian began to say, struggling to even comprehend the story he just heard.
“No don’t worry about it, Sebastian, you didn’t know…I…keep it to myself.” Damon said softly.

“I can relate though, I don’t remember my father that well.” Sebastian replied, taking a seat on a moist patch of grass. Everyone followed suit in the darkness, forming a semi-circle while talking.

“He left home a while back, when I was like 6 or 7. Well not leave like he was not coming back, I mean...he was a salesman and stuff. So he kept contact all the time, but… but we haven’t heard from him in a long time. My mom took it hard, and my sister doesn’t even remember him. Mom never says anything, but she fears he is probably with another woman, or worse…” Sebastian said dryly.

Sophie took a deep sigh, and put her palms on the back of her head and laid down onto the grass, looking at the dimly lit sky.

“My mom died four years ago from cancer.” She said in a somber tone. “It’s been rough since then, my dad doesn’t do much gym stuff, because him and mom worked as a team. I inherited most of my mom’s pokemon…but it’s just not the same really when battling.”

“How long were they gym leaders?” asked Damon.
“Since I was born I remember them, they’re not the most famous gym leaders in the world, but they do an excellent job as a team.”
“I did visit Hondew once, was denied a battle however.” Remarked Damon.
“That happens, Damon. My dad only battles once or twice a week now, and he usually has his friend do most of the work.”
“What about you, can’t you take over?” asked Sebastian. Sophie’s face filled with rage again, her eyes quivering this time at Sebastian’s remark.
“Yeah, but I CHOOSE not to. Is that a problem?” She said defensively. Sebastian was shaken by her aggression, and just smiled and whimpered, “No no, it’s ok Sophie.”

“Damn guys,” Ken said, suddenly, “I really feel bad right now.”
“Why’s that?” asked Sophie.
“Well, its just that Seb never really knew his dad, and you and Damon lost your mom’s early on…it just seems like I can never feel what you guys feel you know.” Ken said meekly. Damon nodded for a bit and put his hand on Ken’s shoulder.
“Never experienced loss before, have you?” Damon said.
“No…I mean yeah like my pet dog died, and my grandma and stuff, but not my mom, my dad, nothing like that. They were always there for me, always encouraging you know? Telling me to be the best I can be…” Ken said, the thoughts of his family back at Ganlon bringing swelling tears into his eyes.
“And I’m happy for you dude, always was. Never worry about them you know. They will be proud of you no matter what.” Sebastian said to his friend.
“You know, after a while you’re a nice guy you know that Ken?” Damon said with a smirk on his face. Ken just grinned and chuckled a bit.

“Gee thanks Damon. I appreciate it.” He replied.
“You finally over that match?” Sebastian asked. Ken shot him a glance and shook his head.
“ Hell no, but were having a tender moment!” Ken exclaimed. The teens bursted out in laughter, releasing the raw emotions that the group shared with each other.

“Well guys,” Sophie stated, getting up from her spot on the grass, “I hate to be the only boy in the group, but we got to stop the sap fest and get our asses to Liechi.“

“Heh, since when are you a boy?” Ken remarked sarcastically. Sophie smiled and hit him playfully in the arm.
“I am probably more of a boy then you!” she said back. Sebastian laughed deep on that one, while Damon just smiled.

“Oh, well see about that once we reach Liechi gym! I will make sure I get the first badge from there!” Ken snapped back, challenging Sophie. Sophie just nodded her head and rolled her eyes.
“Yeah yeah hotshot, lets keep moving.”

The lights of Liechi city immediately woke up the tired trainers as soon as they walked past the front gate. The bright yellow lights of the skyscrapers and lampposts kept them all aware of their new surroundings. Ken and Sebastian in particular had their eyes widened and their mouths open; this was the first time they have ever been in Liechi since they were two years old. Even during the night, the city was hot with action. Clubs and bars were open for the adults, and teenagers were walking the streets in packs, discussing random nonsense things that happened to them during the day. Restaurants were still open, and packed with people enjoying a fine meal, even in the late hours of the night. It was as if the city never closed, and everything was open twenty-four seven. By the time the foursome reached the pokecenter in town, they were eager to head out again.

“Anyone want to go into a club or something?” asked Sophie
“No, I don’t like crowded rooms.” Damon said.
“And why is that?” Sophie asked. Damon just smirked for a second.
”I’m not a people person.” Damon said flatly.
“No ****.” Muttered Ken under his breath.
“Guys, let’s go in now, might as well get some rest for tonight.” Sebastian said, as he opened the glass door to the pokecenter.
“Eh..I guess your right. We can go clubbing tomorrow night.” Sophie sighed.

Like the pokecenter in Rawst, the fresh paint and white washed walls gave an atmosphere of familiarity to the trainers. The only addition to this center was that it had a pokemart built inside as well, so that it would be easier for the trainers to purchase items. There were some trainers up still, talking and eating at the cafeteria, while others were more than likely sleeping in the dormitories.

“Ok, I am starving!” Ken nearly shouted, running into the cafeteria immediately. Damon went straight to the dormitories, not even bothering to say anything to the group.

“He’s a charming one.” Sophie commented.
“He is kind of serious all the time,” Sebastian said, “It’s better to listen to his advice over anything else.”
“Advice? What is he an expert in pokemon now?” Sophie remarked.
“No, but he is powerful.” Replied Sebastian.

By this time they were both near the dormitories. Inside, they saw a large number of bodies, lying down in the beds sleeping. Damon was among them, using his backpack as a pillow and looking up into the ceiling, trying to sleep as well. Sophie let out a big yawn, and then turned toward the shower area.

“Well, I am going to take a shower and get to bed, night Sebastian.” She said.
“Oh yeah, I want to take one to,” Sebastian replied, putting his backpack down and getting ready to take his shirt off. Before he could pull it over his head, Sophie grabbed him by the shoulder and pulled his shirt back downwards.
“Not a chance buddy, I’m going in there alone, no boys allowed.” She said, walking into the bathroom smiling to herself.
“Uh..I didn’t mean with you….I mean there is a girls room and…..” struggled Sebastian, his face flushed with embarrassment.
“Heh, you know your cute when you get embarrassed.” Remarked Sophie, who then winked at the red-faced teen before closing and locking the doors to the women’s shower behind her.
Sebastian just stood there in awe, his face dropped slightly from embarrassment, before shaking it off and heading into the men’s shower.

Sebastian was unsure how this happened. One minute he was trying to get some sleep, the next there he was, standing naked in the middle of nowhere. Nothing but a autumn forest in front of him, the leaves falling off the tree in brilliant red and orange colors. The grass was up to his waist, a deep green color that contrasted the auburn canopy but Sebastian kept one of his hands over his genitals, and looked around sharply for cover just in case if someone…or something, passed by.

‘What the **** is this?’ he thought to himself. He kept his body down in the field he was in, hiding himself in the tall grass.

Suddenly he heard a rustling sound. Sebastian kept his head down, making sure that his body was hidden from anyone’s view. The rustling sound came closer to him, as Sebastian’s heart pounded in his chest, chills running down the base of his spine. He looked up, and his eyes bulged with bewilderment as he saw a figure, dressed in a white suit, standing in the middle of the field, looking upwards. Sebastian kept his head down, watching the figure, but he began to creep closer to the figure, the curiosity getting the better of him.

After a few moments, Sebastian was right behind the man in white, who kept his eyes on the clear blue sky. Sebastian shot himself up, still covering his genitals with his hand, looking at the man’s back. Then, out of nowhere, the man began to say something.

“Glad you are here, Sebastian.” A deep voice said.
“Dad?!” Sebastian screamed, grabbing the man’s shoulder and pulling him so that he could see his face. Sebastian jumped back once he did this, for instead of seeing his father’s face, it was nothing but two, big red eyes staring back at him. The thing in the suit roared all of a sudden, and Sebastian screamed back.

“NOOO!” he screamed, as the thing in white grabbed his arm.

Ken couldn’t believe his luck. Making the finals in the World Pokemon Tour was a dream of his, and he couldn’t believe he actually did it. The crowd was on his side, cheering for him as he had the advantage against his opponent. Although the field was a rocky mountain, he felt good about the type advantage he had now.

“NOW SPEAROW, ARIAL ACE!” Screamed Ken, as his opponent, cloaked in nothing but a black hood, just nodded it’s head. Ken thought it was strange that his opponent never spoke, but his pokemon, a Machop, had no chance in defeating him. The wily bird was to fast for the Machop to grab, and the advantage it had with the terrain was not helping the grounded fighter at all.

As Ken’s spearow circled the air, its wings began to glow a radiant white light. It flew down low, aiming straight for the Machop’s head. The figure in black just nodded again, and the Machop’s body began to glow, its eyes staring straight up at Ken’s Spearow. As the bird flew in to hit the Machop, it grabbed it’s wings and slammed it on the ground, then began to pummel it with punches until the bird pokemon began to lose some of it’s feathers. The referee kept the match going, despite Ken’s objections.

“WHAT THE **** REF, THIS IS UNFAIR. DAMNIT!” Ken shouted. The referee kept his mouth shut, as the Machop kept up his barrage. Ken’s Spearow shrieked numerous times, until the sounds coming from it silenced for good. The Machop finished his barrage until there was nothing but a bloody pulp on the ground.

“Ww…what…no!” screamed Ken! The ref held up a red flag, signaling that his opponent won the match. The man in black removed his hood, and Ken nearly had a heat attack seeing the person across from him.

“Your next.” Said Damon, who had a devilish grin on his face. His eyes were red with fire, his mouth gleaming as he smirked back at Ken, then suddenly he leaped into the air and in one swift motion, jumped onto the platform that Ken was on. Ken tried to run away, but Damon grabbed him by the neck and held him over the pokemon battlefield, choking the teen with superhuman strength. Ken was losing oxygen quickly, meekly struggling to talk, but barely able to get any words out.

“Goodbye, KEN!” said Damon devilishly; as he let go of Ken’s throat, who felt like he was falling for eternity to the stone ground of the battlefield.

Damon was confused about what was happening. He heard his mom screaming in her bedroom, like she usually does every night with her current “boyfriend” as she called him, but this time it didn’t sound right to her. After moving to his new home here, he didn’t want to bother his mom and her new friend. After all, why would an eight year old do such a thing? Wait a minute, eight years old?

Damon checked himself out; his small body was sitting in his old bedroom at his old house, clad in his light blue pajamas, staring at the pale brown wood of his bedroom. The posters of various cartoon characters; pokemon and celebrities were abound as well as his old toy chest now mostly empty because he sold most of them for cash in a garage sale.

‘No…not this again…’ he thought to himself. He got up, shivering as his bare feet touched the cold wooden floor. The curiosity to see him mom won over any reason as he crept to see how his mom was. He knew he shouldn’t bother her, but he also knew that he had to make sure his mommy was all right.

Damon saw the light coming from his mother’s bedroom; her screams were soft, but clear. Inside there was a man’s voice as well.

“YOU WANT THE ****ING MONEY, THEN STOP THE CRYING *****!” the man shouted.
“NOOOO…I SAID NO, NEVER DOIN THAT…YOUCH!” Cried Damon’s mother; after she felt the slap hit her.

Damon opened the door slightly so that he could see what was going on, as the man in his mother’s bedroom kept on slapping her in the face. The man was only in his pants, his shirt long discarded onto the floor and his shoes tucked in a corner. His rugged face showed lots of aggression as he slapped Damon’s mother again. His mom was naked, covering her slender frame with the bed sheets, trying to push the stranger off of her.

Tears were running down her cheeks now, causing Damon to clench his hands with rage, making tiny fists. He bursted into his mother’s bedroom; charging right at the man as he kept trying to slap her in the face.

“LEAVE HER ALONE YOU JERK!” The young boy squeaked, as he jumped on top of the man, trying to outmuscle him. The man was shocked at first by the tiny attacker, but then pushed him off the bed hard, his head hitting the wooden floor with a large bump.

“You little piece of ****…”the man began to say, before he himself was slapped in the face, this time by Damon’s mother.
“Don’t you EVER talk to my SON like that you low life!” she snapped at him.

The man, with his eyes wide and his face red with anger, punched Damon’s mother in the face, knocking her head back on the bedpost. Her nose was busted open, red blood gushing down her nostrils.

“Oh, your gonna pay!” the man said enraged, grabbing Damon’s mother by her hair and dragging her down on the floor. Damon himself was powerless to stop him, as the throw knocked him out cold. His eyes were still open, but his young body wouldn’t move at all, as if he was paralyzed to do anything. He was crying, because he kept hearing his mother screaming, begging for the man to stop, until that finally ceased as well.

Sophie was on the top of the world. Her winning streak was up to fourteen, as she vanquished another hopeful at the Hondew Gym. ‘Surely he will be proud of me now.’ She thought to herself, as she recalled her Treeko and saw her opponent leave the gym. She went into the private room and went to the upstairs apartment where they all lived in.

Sophie went upstairs and found her dad relaxing on the sofa, watching a tournament match on the television. Today was his day off, and usually his friend, Andre, runs the gym for him. For once, Andre wasn’t needed.

“Dad! Dad! I beat fourteen in a row today!” cried Sophie, waiting to see her father for any type of reaction. He just stayed in his seat, not even looking up to pay attention to his daughter.

“Dad,” Sophie said again, hoping that his father would pay attention, “Aren’t you happy for me?” she asked him. This time, her father turned his head and looked at her big, blue eyes. His face looked saddened, his brown and gray hair disheveled slightly and his brown eyes bloodshot.

“Why is Andre letting you participate down there?” he asked her flat out, keeping his gaze on her.
“He said I have potential to be a good trainer, and that I should practice with the pokemon Jim doesn’t use.” She said back meekly. Jim, her older brother, is a struggling pokemon trainer. He has been out of the house for a few years, but has yet to win a badge. In Sophie’s mind, he was not a strong trainer and would be better off with a real job.

“I really don’t care honey,” Her father said back to her in an angry tone. “I don’t want you to go out there and getting beat by those boys who think they can win a badge from this gym!”
“But dad…”
“Don’t BUT DAD me, Sophie! I don’t want my daughter to go down there and flaunt it like some boy would, you understand me!” By this time her father was up from the couch, his hands up in the air flaying around like mad. Sophie was almost in tears.

“Why don’t you just be like a normal girl and play with some dolls or something? Why do you have to be so manly? God damnit! Why!” her dad kept wailing, pacing back and forth in the living room. Sophie’s head was hung low, tears streaming from her cheeks.

“You know what, forget it. Go to your room please, id rather not talk right now.” He said, sighing in defeat as he sat back down on the plush chair, his gaze returning to the television. Sophie looked back at him, and felt the room get smaller and smaller around her, as if it was imploding around her.

“DAD!” she cried out to her father, but by this time the room was so small, she could barely breathe.

Sophie woke up, her head darting upwards after coming out of her bad dream, cold sweat pouring out of her face and on to the worn sheets of the pokecenter dormitory. She sniffled a bit, and put her head down back on the pillow, tears swelling up in her eyes.

Sebastian woke up suddenly, shooting himself out of bead. Beads of sweat were running down his body. He checked to see if he was all right, running his hands down his chest and shoulders. He never really wore a shirt to bed, but he always kept his pants on just in case he was in a hurry. He saw from a nearby window that the sun was out; the rays of light were shining through the windows. He checked to see if Damon was still asleep under him, but was not surprised to see a bare mattress already in the place of where Damon once slept.

Sebastian got up and jumped from the top of his bunk bed. He put his t-shirt back on, and grabbed his backpack from the floor before walking outside of the dormitory. He saw Ken, Damon and Sophie all sitting down near the lounge in the front, each of them had a cup of juice in their hands and were engaged in mindless chatter.

“Good morning Seb,” Ken said as Sebastian walked over to where they were sitting. “You sleep well?” He asked him.

“No, not really,” Sebastian replied. “I had a weird dream last night about my dad for some reason.”
“ Hey I had a strange dream to, I was in a pokemon tournament and I lost.” Ken said suddenly. Damon just smiled at that.
“Why the smile, Damon?” Ken said, nearly spitting out Damon’s name.

“Oh nothing,” he said back “I to had a restless night, but I couldn’t really get to sleep to begin with.”

“Well then, it looks like I am the only one who is ready for that gym,” Sophie said sarcastically. “Sebastian, get some grub and eat, you’ll need the strength.” Sebastian just smiled back at her rather dreamily, and nodded.

So sorry, i tried to mail this sooner, but lightning struck the network pole at home and crashed the whole network! No, I'm not kidding!!!

PROLOGUE

'What if the legend isn’t true? What if i'm wasting my time in this cave? What if i'm to late to save them?' On and on he doubted himself, but regardless of his thoughts, he pressed forward, mustering up any courage he had to continue his trek.

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'What if the legend isn’t true? What if I'm wasting my time in this cave? What if I'm too late to save them?' On and on he doubted himself, but regardless of his thoughts, he pressed forward, mustering up any courage he had to continue his trek.

Sebastian took a step forward, and then he began to fall...free falling into a hole in the ground.Sebastian screamed as he was looking around in the darkness.

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Sebastian took a step forward, and then he began to fall...free falling into a hole in the ground. Sebastian screamed as he was looking around in the darkness.

CHAPTER ONE

Never use numerals in fanfiction! Especially when it’s below one thousand!

Numbers can be used

1. in addresses: Route 125, 23 Glendale Avenue, etc…

2. when describing awards: winner of the 48th Crystal Cup…

Sebastian just looked at his friend wide eyed, and then raised his own arm like a rockstar at a concert.

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Sebastian just looked at his friend wide eyed, and then raised his own arm like a rock star at a concert.

His father, Al, patted his son on the shoulder and said to him "Do your best, that’s all that matters." "I will dad, no worries."

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His father, Al, patted his son on the shoulder and said to him "Do your best, that’s all that matters."

"I will, Dad… no worries."

When a different character speaks, try to begin with a new paragraph.

CHAPTER TWO

With their light fading fast, the teens light a fire using the matches their parents gave them.

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With their light fading fast, the teens lit a fire using the matches their parents gave them.

“Did you pick Treeko as your starter like you wanted to?” Sebastian asked.

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“Did you pick Treecko as your starter like you wanted to?” Sebastian asked.

“NO FRICKING WAY SEB! THAT WAS AWESOME!” Ken shouted out.

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“NO FRICKING WAY, SEB! THAT WAS AWESOME!” Ken shouted out.

“Ok dude, ill be right back then.” Ken said, walking into the cafeteria wing and getting on line for some food.

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CYBER FOOD?! LOL!!!

“OK, dude, I’ll be right back then.” Ken said, walking into the cafeteria wing and getting in line for some food.

Hey LinksOcarina, sorry about not commenting earlier, I had a whole lot of stuff to catch up with and what-not. But, nevertheless, I'm here to see if I can give my two cents about your story.

First thing i noticed about chapter 8 was that you seemed to keep switching from present to past tense all in the same sentence. Take this for example:

As darkness passed over the grassy hills of the Enkada region, the group of four was still trekking towards the ever growing lights in the distance. About 5 miles away the dim lights of Liechi city can be seen, glowing like a beacon for the trainers to follow.

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You see you went from past tense passed to the present tense can. And the was should more than likely be were in my opinion.

Other than the Past and Present deal Chapter 7 and 8 were very enjoyable. I liked the addition of a crush for Sebastian in the form of Sophie and I liked Seb's strategy to win against Treecko. I also enjoyed the dream sequences in
Chapter 8. The character development was very good, and we are able to see why Damon is such a hard-*** and why Sophie can be so cold.

My car is fixed, so that gives me more time to do writing when we need to, which is good. This is the last chapter that has been edited and ready to go since I began posting the story again, and I hope that as I go along, the other chapters are complete by the weekly deadline I hope to keep for us all.

One more thing, I will try to go over the grammar mistakes in the previous chapters, but I don't know if I will have time to redo them all immediately. I want to finish the story first, then go over the grammar, so I apologize because that is my weak point when writing. I do appreciate people picking up on the mistakes, and I will try to rectify them as I go, but if it's there, that means I most likely missed it, so I apologize in advance.

Disclaimer- This story is Rated R (Restricted) for violence, adult language, and adult themes.

Chapter 9- How Strong Are You?

It seemed like forever, but Sebastian and Ken finally reached the gym in Liechi. The morning sun was still in the air, the townsfolk all going about their usual business. Each street corner had another merchant trying to sell goods to the teens passing by, and each time they just ignored them politely, continuing the trek to the gym. The skyscrapers stood like metallic giants; dwarfing the youngsters as they waded through the sea of people around them to just reach the front doors of the gym.

It was everything both teens dreamed off. A large, ivory building with the gym emblem in its center, and a glass automatic door led to the entrance of this magnificent palace. In front of it, were two statues, small but still majestic, in the shapes of a Pigeot. Sebastian and Ken couldn’t help but gasp at the sight in front of them.

“Dude, we finally made it!” Ken said excitingly. Sebastian just nodded, a huge grin on his face as he began to walk up the steps to the glass door in front of them.

“HEY WAIT UP!” Sophie yelled in back of him. Sebastian and Ken jerked their heads towards her and Damon, who were running to catch the two enthusiastic trainers.

“WHAT GIVES…..YOU COCKY *******S!” panted Sophie, trying to catch her breath.
“Www…what are you talking about?” Sebastian asked her.
“YOU TWO IDIOTS RUN TOWARDS THIS LIKE IT’S A NAKED WOMAN WHEN YOU FIRST SEE IT, LEAVING US TO CATCH UP!” Sophie snarled.

“I’m…I’m sorry about that…”
“NO SORRIES! NEXT TIME WAIT UP DAMNIT! WERE IN THIS TOGETHER! SO LETS GO!” Sophie said back, pushing Sebastian out of the way and going through the automatic door before anyone had a chance to say anything.

Damon just had a sly grin on his face, and nodded for a second. Ken just laughed a bit, as Sebastian looked through the glass door and saw Sophie storming into the front part of the gym.

‘Damn…’ he thought to himself. ‘I didn’t think that would insult anyone…’

“Wake up dude! It’s time to go in and kick some ***!” Ken said, snapping Sebastian back into reality, as the three teens walked through the automatic glass doors.

Sebastian’s jaw dropped to the floor the moment he entered the gym. He thought that he would see a small, open field with a simple logo on it but instead he was treated to a rocky plain, with small mountains and even a tiny lagoon of water off to one side. The trainers inside were crowding the place, as if they were waiting for something marvelous to happen. On the sides of the gym were two big double doors, possibly locker rooms or areas for the trainers.

‘The field was as big as the ones on television!’ Sebastian thought to himself. He was not far off, as the miniature plain was about the size of a regular football field.

Then, out of nowhere, he heard a voice booming from an intercom.
“Mornin’ everyone, and welcome to Liechi Gym.” The voice said back. “I’ll be down ‘ere in a minute to see who the competition is today, but just know only a couple of ya will be facin’ me today.”

“Only a ‘couple of you?’ that is ********.” Sophie remarked.
“It’s normal amongst most of the gyms….” Damon began.
“Ooh no it isn’t, far from it actually.” Sophie snapped back.
“If you want to do it right, you got to fight everyone that comes in. Rule number 1 in my dad’s gym.”

“Maybe for you, but do you think you can fight thirty people in a row, with different pokemon each?” Damon asked, pointed to the throng of trainers waiting anxiously near the field. Sophie just went red in the face with anger.

“Why does it matter? A gym leader needs to be ready for every challenge that is thrown to them!” Sophie replied.

“That may be, but think about it. Is it physically possible for a trainer to fight separate battles in one day? Perhaps when you go to a gym, like your own, that only has around ten people a day, then yes. But thirty is too much for anyone.”

Sophie, still red in the face, gritted her teeth and nodded back at Damon.

Meanwhile, Sebastian and Ken were amongst the crowd of trainers waiting to their chance to shine.

“You think he will pick people at random?” One kid, a youngster in a pair of khaki shorts, asked his friend next to him.

“Probably, but I bet he will do something like have us fight each other.” He replied back.

“I bet we will have to fight based on our pokemon type?” a girl piped up.

“No way! I’m sure we will have to do something stupid to prove ourselves to him.” Ken said suddenly, replying to the girl.

Then, the lights in the gym dimmed, and everyone just gasped. The chatter that filled the room before went silent, and all of a sudden, one of the double doors busted open. Out came a man in his early twenties, wearing a pair of jeans, leather boots, and a plaid shirt. His brown hair was long and unkempt, and his scruffy looking stubble covered his jaw.

“Howdy, everyone.” The man spoke, his southern accent nice and heavy.
“My name’s Tobias, and I wanna welcome ya to my gym. I’m sorry that I won’t be able to fight ya’ll today, but I don’t want ya to be discouraged next time you try to come in, cause ya’ll will get a chance eventually.” Tobias just smiled; his eyes were scanning the crowd to see who was in his gym today.

“I want everyone who is participatin’ to please write your name down and put it in the box that’s set up right over here.” He said, pointing to a small table with a voting box and pieces of paper nearby. Sitting at the table was another man, this one wearing a black shirt.

“My assistant here, is gonna take care of everything during this part. Were gonna pick some names randomly, and of the random names well move onto phase two. Good luck ya’ll.” With that, Tobias finished speaking and sat down next to the man in black, and the trainers in the room began to run up to the table, making sure their name is entered into the ballot box.

Ken was amongst them; he was pushing trainers out of his way so that he can be one of the first ones to fight Tobias. Sebastian hanged back a bit, mainly because he was perplexed that Damon and Sophie made no attempt to go near the ballot box.

“What’s wrong guys?” Sebastian called to them. Damon had his backpack over his shoulders, and was looking the other way towards the door of the gym.

“Where you going Damon?” Sebastian asked him.

“I got some business to attend to, you guys have fun, make sure that you think on your feet, use strategy not power.” Damon replied, just before he pushed the glass doors open and exited the gym. Sebastian looked at him wide eyed. ‘What is he up to?’ he thought to himself.

“I really have no interest in this battle, especially if I am not guaranteed to be in it.” Sophie replied to Sebastian. “You two give it a shot, good luck though!” she smiled, and patted Sebastian’s head. Sebastian just blushed and smiled back.

“Tth…thanks…” he said, trying to make sounds but nothing coming out.

“Aww..” Sophie said with a happy moan, “ You’re so cute when you blush.”

Sebastian just got redder, and turned around in embarrassment. He then walked rather slowly over to the end of the shoddy line the trainers created.

Damon was ****** that his cell phone had no service. He really needed to make a call now.

‘Damn satellites.’ He thought to himself, ‘they never work when you need them to.’ Damon kept pacing in the street, as other pedestrians passed by, going about their business in the city.

‘I got to get a signal or else there might be trouble…’ He kept thinking to himself. Finally, after dialing his phone for the umpteenth time, he heard the ringing on the other end.

“Hello?” a deep, raspy voice said on the other end.
“Sir, it’s me, Damon.” Damon replied. The voice on the other end coughed a bit, and cleared its throat.

“Ah, Mr. Nauls, I am glad to hear from you. I expect that you made it to Liechi ok?” the voice asked
“Yes sir, I have.” Damon replied calmly.
“Good, then the packages are safe and sound I am assuming.”
“Yes sir, and one of them was tested already as well.”
“Interesting, what were the results?” the voice on the other end wheezed.

“Well sir, it appears that they have an accelerated power growth, which is what we were hoping for. Their elemental abilities are magnified, and cause more damage than even I could imagine. However, more tests need to be conducted to determine physical and mental capabilities.”
“Very good Mr. Nauls. I am pleased in your work, as always.” The voice on the phone said back, coughing loudly and clearing his throat once again.“What about the two trainers you said you are traveling with.”

“Well sir, we gained another follower in the group, so I will be traveling with three for a while.”
“What?!” the voice on the other end boomed. “How could you Mr. Nauls?”
“Sir, I think I can handle this group…”
“NO EXCUSES! I DON’T WANT YOU, OR THE PACKAGES TO BE DAMAGED OR WORSE ON YOUR ‘DETOUR’ MR. NAULS! YOU WERE ASSIGNED TO RETRIEVE THESE PACKAGES, AND YOU WILL DELIVER THEM, IS THAT CLEAR!!” Damon was silent for a minute, as the voice on the other end calmed down from it’s yelling, coughing for a few minutes. After a few moments of silence, Damon spoke up again, his voice still calm.

“But sir, you don’t understand the situation. It has become, complicated in a sense.”
The voice on the other end sighed, and spoke again. “How so Mr. Nauls?”
“Well, the ones I am traveling with are an interesting group, so much in fact, there is something special with one of them, something I noticed when we battled…”

Sebastian and Ken were waiting amongst the throng of trainers inside the building. Everyone was on pins and needles, as Tobias got ready to pull some names out of the ballot box.

“What I’m gonna do is pull eight names out of this here box. Those names are gonna then participate in a second challenge, where four people are gonna then face me one by one. Ya’ll ready for this?”
“WOOOO!” the crowd of trainers cried, almost in unison.

“Alright then, let’s begin…”Tobias said as he stuck his hand into the box, and pulled the first name out of the hat.

“First person in…is Kimberly Jenson!” A young girl then screamed, and went upwards to where Tobias was standing. He was busy pulling another name out of the box.

“Next…..Ken Wesker!”
“HOLY **** DUDE!” Ken screamed out loud. He then hugged Sebastian, who was nodding his approval, and then took a spot next to the girl who was before him.

“Ready for the next name….” Tobias said, as he put his hand back into the box again.

“So you see sir, that is why I think we should travel together.” Damon said, finishing his reasons to continue his own path. The man on the other end fell silent for a few moments, before he cleared his voice of the phlegm stuck in his throat.

“Very well, Mr. Nauls. You can go and do this. I hope that your plan works, and nothing is harmed in your endeavors. The only thing I am worried about is your own safety, so make sure that you are not captured, or worse.”
“Of course sir, I am very covert in my methods, and I can easily blend in.” Damon boasted.

“We shall see. Just remember, I want updates on the packages, your progress, and how he turns out. Of all things, make sure you and the packages are kept safe, and don’t let them suspect a thing either.” The raspy voice said back. Damon just smiled, and chucked to himself for a bit before replying.
“That won’t be a problem at all sir, they suspect nothing.”

Sebastian was a bit worried and upset at this point. Six names called, and he was still hoping his would be amongst them. Only two names left, and some thirty plus trainers were still in the mix. Tobias lifted another paper out of the box, and in his enthusiastic tone, he announce the next winner.

“The seventh person is…..Eric Basco!” A voice then shouted “YEAH!” before the young man who won went on stage to join the other winners.

“Time for the last one…” Tobias began as he picked the final name out of the box. He picked up a name, and cleared his throat, waiting a moment so that the suspense could be strong for everyone left.

“The lucky trainer is…Sebastian Caine!” Sebastian’s eyes widened. ‘Did he…did he just call my name?’ he kept thinking to himself. ‘I don’t…believe it.’ Sebastian was shaken out of his shocked state when Sophie grabbed him from behind and gave him a big hug. Sebastian was caught off guard, and began to turn a deep shade of red as Sophie embraced him from behind.

“Good job dude, now go up there and kick ***!” she said, with her arms around his waist. Sebastian just blushed again, and slowly walked up to where the other eight trainers were.

“Congratulation’s to the winners here.” Tobias said with great enthusiasm. Everyone in the room gave a round of applause, some less so than others because they lost their chance at participating for a gym badge. Some trainers even left, not caring at all on how the trainers will fare. Tobias waited until the applause finished, and began speaking again.

“Well ya’ll, I wanna congratulate ya for making it this far, cause the next rounds gonna be a test of your pokemon’s strength.” He said, his southern accent hitting every note.

“What were gonna do, since this gym is designed to measure a pokemon’s strength, were gonna put it to the test now. Here is your task…”

He then bent down, and picked up a long rope that was coiled near his feet. Apparently no one noticed the rope from before, but the trainers who were still there gave puzzled looks as Tobias picked it up. He then turned to the eight trainers in front of him, and told them their instructions.

“This rope,” he began, “is gonna be used as a tug-o-war rope with the final 8 trainers here. Basically, ya’ll gonna face one another at random, so you should pick your strongest pokemon to participate. Top four get to face me startin at noon today.” Tobias then turned to the crowd, which was busy whispering about the challenge between the trainers.

“Ya’ll wanna see that?” Tobias practically yelled out enthusiastically. The entire room erupted in cheering, and the eight trainers, all of them with great confidence, just nodded in approval of the challenge they were given.

Well, here is chapter 10. I edited it a lot, and I think it's ready ahead of schedule. That, plus I hate being on page 3, lol.

This chapter is somewhat significant, long, and does not contain a lot of character development, but it does have conflict and it moves the OVERALL story along a bit, which I think you guys might dig.

The story is rated R for violence, adult language and adult situations.

Enjoy! I know I did when I wrote it!

Chapter 10- Refusal and Resurgence.

“Number 4…it has to be last number huh?” Sebastian complained to Ken after comparing their numbers together.

“Going last is not too bad, I got to go first man!” Ken replied. The boys, and the rest of the contestant winners, had to pick numbers to see who would be their opponent, and who would go first in the tug-o-war match. Sebastian was sitting on the edge of the stadium, looking down on his pokeballs.

“Who are you going to use then?” Sebastian asked him. Ken looked over his shoulder, making sure that none of the others were around to listen. He then leaned in towards Sebastian, bending down on his knees so he can whisper in his ear.

“I am thinking about using Pinsir.” He whispered as silently as he could. “It is the strongest one I got anyway, we should be ok in a tug of war match.”

“As long as you don’t go up against a fighting type.” Replied Sebastian. He kept his eyes gazed on his pokeballs, all of which were in a row on the floor.

“What about you dude? What are you using?” asked Ken. Sebastian bit his lip, his eyes never removing their gaze from his pokeballs.

“I don’t know yet….”he said back, picking up Cubones pokeball, then putting it back on the floor. “It is either Cubone or Elekid, I haven’t decided which one I want to use yet.”

“You don’t have anything stronger?” Ken asked him.
“No not really…”

Ken nodded, and patted his friend on the shoulder before he sat up straight and did a little stretch.

“Good luck picking dude. I am kinda glad my choice is easier.” He said, cradling the pokeball holding his newly captured Pinsir.
“I guess I got to go in a bit with this.” Ken said to his friend, before walking off to one side of the field, where the trainer stands during the matches. Sebastian kept his gaze on his pokeballs, still pondering what to do with them.

‘Cubone would probably be stronger, but I might need it for the match against Tobias…plus Elekid I haven’t used yet, maybe he has enough strength…’

“X’cuse me son.” A voice said behind him, grabbing Sebastian’s shoulder. Sebastian jumped, slightly startled by the sudden grab, and looked up and saw Tobias staring right back at him.

“Oh…um yeah Tobias?”
“Were gonna start in a second, so would you please get off the stadium here for a bit dude?”
“Oh..yeah sure.” Sebastian grabbed his pokeballs and put them around his belt before jumping off the stage. Tobias stayed in the center, his microphone in his hand. The crowd began to go silent, almost everyone watching anticipated the next announcement he would make. In a clear, crisp voice Tobias spoke.

“Well ya’ll, I hope yer ready for this contest!” Tobias practically screamed enthusiastically.
“Were gonna get started with the first match up here, and were gonna follow it quickly with the other three. Ya’ll ready for this?” The crowd roared with great enthusiasm, as Tobias smiled and cleared his throat for the next part of the announcement.

“Here are the match-up’s as follows. Ken Wesker vs. Scott Vanino. Then Eric Basco vs Kimberly Jensen, We have Rachel Sanders vs. Terry Thompson and after that, Sebastian Caine vs. Mark Jacobs. The winners of these match-ups will then face me in a pokemon battle, and fer the chance to win this...” He then held up a small, silver colored badge in the air so everyone can get a close look at it. The badge was in the shape of a muscular forearm flexing.

“This here is the bicep badge. The ones who beat me today are gonna win this, go good luck trainers, yer gonna need it if you make it past this part here! Ok were gonna get started here, so Ken and Scott, yer up boys. Here are the rules.” Began Tobias as he pointed to the center of the arena, where two painted crimson lines were slathered across the rocky surface.

“ The lines in the center ere’ you can’t cross over. So when the cloth on the rope ere’ goes pass the line on yer side, you lose an’ yer opponent advances. Ok guys, ya ready?”

Both trainers nodded their approval, and grabbed their pokeballs waiting for the approval by Tobias.

The crowd kept cheering, as the two young trainers stood in their respected boxes, the rope strung out in the center. There was a small, white cloth tied to the middle of the rope, indicating the center point. The field was cleared of most debris, with large granite hills on one side, and the running stream going through the other side, forming a miniature chasm. The crimson lines drawn in the dirt of the earth were as clear as day, and everyone watching could easily see who could win, or lose, this contest.

Ken moved first, throwing his pokeball into the dirt. The massive frame of his Pinsir became visible; the large bug pokemon geared up and let out a loud ROAR! showing great confidence in the tone of it’s voice.

Ken’s opponent, the young man named Scott, copied his motions, and with an equally loud ROAR! A Ryhorn popped out, brandishing its long horn towards the brown bug across from him.
“Ok Pinsir, show me what you got! Grab that rope and don’t let go.” Said Ken enthusiastically. The Pinsir turned back to it’s trainer, its eyes glaring right at Ken, filled with anger. He then turned back, looked down at the rope, and in a low growl, turned away and sat down on the dusty earth.

Ken was bewildered at this. He nervously glanced across the room, looking at the crowd as the clapping slowly died into a dead silence, with some snickering breaking the awkward tension that was created. Across from Ken, the Ryhorn that Scott summoned was already holding the rope with its large incisors, and is wrapping its horn around the rope for extra weight.

Ken bent down to his Pinsir, who looked as if it were meditating, it’s tiny arms and legs crossed Indian style, it’s beady eyes closed tightly.
“Come on Pinsir, do this for me please.” Ken pleaded, the Pinsir opened it’s eyes and looked up for a brief moment, but then just turned away, not even bothering to acknowledge his trainer.

“Well…um…ya gotta either get control of him Ken, or yer disqualified.” Said Tobias. Scott, on the other hand, was ready to win now.

“DQ this moron already, he lost by making a bad choice.” Scott ranted. “****ing rookie…”

“HEY **** YOU PAL!” screamed Ken.
“Id like to see you try, since you can’t control that shitty pokemon, what chance do you have?” laughed Scott. The Ryhorn, holding the rope, began to growl loudly, directing his attention to the sitting bug pokemon.

Pinsir, meanwhile, opened its eyes from the apparent meditation, listening to the lewd comments and low-pitched growls from across the room. The Pinsir then looked at the rope in Ryhorn’s mouth, and seeing the other end to the side of his body, he suddenly let out a high pitched screech, not before grabbing the rope with it’s small hands and jumping into an attack position.

The Ryhorn was caught off guard, and was nearly knocked onto its feet by the sudden tug from the large bug-type. Scott stopped laughing, after seeing his pokemon nearly toppling into the rocky ground and letting go of the rope.

“Ok Ryhorn, show that bug whose the real boss around here!” barked Ken. The ground type was struggling, however, trying to regain its footing from Pinsir’s pulling. The bug type was relentless, continuing to use every muscle in it’s body to overpower the pokemon in front of him.

“Keep pulling Pinsir..” Ken began to say…but the Pinsir roared back at him, showing no interest in what Ken wanted to accomplish. The Pinsir was only interested in defeating the Ryhorn, by any means necessary. The Ryhorn, however, was not going quietly, and was able to regain most of it’s footing, and began pulling back at the Pinsir. Pinsir was losing it’s own ground, being dragged forward by the weight of the heavy ground type.

By this time, the crowd was starting to cheer again, reviving the adrenaline in the room that was present in the beginning of the contest. The two pokemon were pulling with all their might, trying to out muscle the competition in front of them.

The Ryhorn was gaining ground, using its weight to pull the large bug type towards the center. The white cloth tied to the rope was now about even again, but slowly going towards Ryhorn’s side. The Pinsir was now struggling, its early momentum disrupted by the strength of the Ryhorn. It began to emit screeching roars, trying to gain that momentum back from the unflinching Ryhorn. It tilted its massive body lower, bending its knees and clamping down on the rope with its large incisors. The tips of it’s horns can barely grip the thick rope, but it was just enough to give him the extra muscle it needs, stopping the Ryhorn dead in its tracks and slowly pulling it towards his line.

The Ryhorn tried to regain control, but the extra might of the Pinsir was too overwhelming, and in an instant, the ground type was sliding across the red line, the white cloth now in the box where Ken and his Pinsir stand.

The Ryhorn screams in agony and continues to pull, but Scott sullen face looks down and returns his pokemon back into it’s capsulated home.

Ken, overjoyed by his victory, gets behind Pinsir and attempts to hug him, but the bug just shakes him off, hurling Ken into the ground hard, his head banging the rocky ground with a loud smash.

Ken rubs the bump on his head while he grabs his pokeball and recalls the Pinsir. While he gets up from the ground, he hears Scott arguing with Tobias over the match.

“He should have been disqualified damn it! What the hell kind of gym is this!” complained Scott. Tobias just shook his head, and spoke calmly back to the hotheaded trainer.
“He won, fair n’ square, after a rocky start. Not much I can do bout’ it Scott. Better luck next time.”
‘THIS IS ********!” screamed Scott, nearly as loud as the clapping crowd over the display of strength that transpired. But Tobias was unyielding, giving the win to Ken in the end. Scott was so enraged by the decision; he stormed out of the gym, not before yelling a final “**** YOU” to Tobias.

Ken, who was still rubbing the back of his head from the nasty fall that Pinsir gave him, was greeted by Sebastian and Sophie, who were mesmerized by the events that transpired.

“That was…interesting.” Remarked Sophie, who only got a murderous glare by Ken.
“Why the hell was he not listening to me at first?”
“At first? It NEVER listened to you at all, Ken.” Replied Sophie.
“Dude…you need to watch that Pinsir…”Sebastian began.
“Oh come on guys, we just had a bad start, that’s all.” Ken said sheepishly, his face reddening with embarrassment.
“No, it didn’t listen to you at all, Ken. In fact, the only reason it did anything was because of that other trainer and his Ryhorn taunting it.” Sophie stated.
“********, and you know it!” Ken retorted angrily.
“NO ********.” Snapped Sophie. “We both saw it, and you know it, Ken. Stop being so stubborn.”
Sebastian only nodded in agreement. “Sorry dude…she’s right…”
Ken just sighed, and hung his head down.
“Why won’t it listen?” he asked, nearly sniffling. “What did I do to it?”
Sophie just rolled her eyes and picked Ken’s head up from off his shoulders. “You got to train it, dummy, you think everyone pokemon you capture will listen to you?”
“I figured yeah, considering that’s what they are SUPPOSED TO DO!” snapped Ken.
“Well, the quicker you learn that’s not the case, the better for your pokemon.” Said Sophie harshly, before letting go of Ken and walking away.
“Sophie wait…” pleaded Sebastian, but she just lifted her palm up as she walked outside.

“Forget her, she’s probably right anyway, just like Damon, stubborn know-it-alls..” Ken said harshly.
“Dude shut the **** up, there only trying to help.” Sebastian snapped.

Kens eyes widened, as he was unaccustomed from hearing Sebastian yelling at him.

“Why don’t you stop arguing with them all the time? It is not helping, and for once, you may LEARN something! Stop being so stubborn dude; it’s not worth it. All they are doing is giving advice, you’re not an expert on this stuff, and neither am I. That is why we need the advice!” ranted Sebastian, clearly upset with how Ken was behaving.

Damon was relaxing at a small café, enjoying the bright sunshine that the city offered over the massive metallic skyscrapers that towered over him. Sipping some tea and waiting for a real meal, Damon was contemplating what he should do next with his new objective.

‘I wonder if I can give them more packages…but then again I only have one left to give…perhaps its best if I hold onto it…or…maybe the girl..” he kept pondering, sipping the hot liquid as he gathered his thoughts on his next move.

“Would you like some company?” a voice said behind him, as a hand slammed onto the table, shaking the tea glass with a sudden vibration.

“Excuse me, buddy…” Damon began, looking behind him to see stoic young face with bleach blonde hair and piercing eyes staring back at him. His face was tightened into a vile grin, a stark contrast from the white clothing and green eyes that were noticeable.

Damon was in shock by the stranger’s sudden interruption, but more by the fact that this was no stranger, at least to him.

“Gabriel.” He uttered, before the young man grabbed his neck.

Sebastian was nervous this time. After Kens match, the other two bouts of tug o’ war went smoothly, with the two female trainers triumphing. Now it was Sebastian’s turn, facing a man in his mid thirties, a black goatee giving him more presence then his large knapsack strung over his broad shoulder. Mark had already thrown his pokemon down, a healthy looking Combusken, which was busy practicing its kicks in mid air, showing great enthusiasm for the upcoming contest.

The crowd was cheering again, waiting for Sebastian to throw his pokemon down. Ken and Sophie were among them, with their made amends and rallying behind their friend on the stage.

Sebastian took a deep breath, and grabbed the pokeball he planned on using.
‘Here goes nothing.’ He said to himself tossing his pokeball onto the ground. The ball opened wide, and the similar red light took shape into a small, yellow-furred pokemon.

The Elekid made a high-pitched coo, before looking tensely at the chicken across from him.

“Ok Elekid, grab the rope and don’t let go of it!” Sebastian said to his pokemon calmly. The baby picked up the thick rope, which was nearly as big as it’s entire body, and held on tight. The Combusken in front of it did the same, grabbing the rope with its feathered arms and staring down the Elekid.

Tobias began his countdown, and when he gave the signal, the two pokemon began to pull the rope with all of their force. The Elekid was being outmatched easily; the force that the Combusken pulled with was definitely stronger.

Sebastian was beginning to panic. His baby pokemon was being outmatched, and he was regretting his decision on using it for this contest. Despite this, he hid it from his pokemon, and tried to encourage it as much as possible.

“Don’t give up Elekid, keep pulling with all you can!” Sebastian ordered.

The pokemon was trying, in vain, to outmuscle the Combusken, but it was no use. The white cloth was dangerously close to the red line at this point, the Combusken ready for the final pull to finish it off. Elekid pulled again, gaining minor ground, its eyes glowing a bright yellow as bolts of electricity began emitting from the top of it’s plug-like head.

The crowd was cheering louder, fueling the fury that Elekid was showing suddenly. For the first time it was beginning to gain some ground. The Combusken gave it another hard pull, but this time the pokemon did not gain much, and was pulled back just as quickly.

The muscles under the furry skin of Elekid were straining, but gathering strength as it pulled harder against the Combusken. The bolts of lightning that the pokemon were emitting were growing more turbulent, and now shooting upwards, hitting the metallic ceiling. The crowds clapping became cries of excitement, despite some people heading for the exit due to fears of being electrocuted. Elekid’s unprecedented display of power was growing, its tiny frame tightening up as its muscles began to bulge with energy. The baby pokemon began to pull harder, slowly gaining the upper hand in this contest of strength.

Sebastian was shielding his eyes from the bright lights emitting from the Elekid’s head. Likewise, his opponent was also ducking for cover, blinded by the flashes of lightning that were emitting from the top of Elekid’s head. Tobias was also mesmerized by the spectacle before them, never remembering a baby pokemon displaying so much energy before.

The Elekid began moving backwards, the rope moving faster into its direction with each tug, and was now easily overpowering the chicken pokemon. Bright orange and red feathers were beginning to molt on the Combusken’s arms as it tried to regain control of the contest. But the spunky fire fighter was too tired to continue, and despite never letting go of the rope, it’s strength faded almost entirely, and the white cloth finally passed the red line, on Sebastian’s side.

Sebastian was elated by the victory.
“Let go of the rope, you did it Elekid!” shouted Sebastian. His mind barely processing what just happened. ‘I never knew babies could be that powerful.’

The electric type was pulling the rope still, the static energy that was noticeably coursing through its young body still tense, but the pokemon’s plug like antennae twitched, and its body finally released the tension, and slowly the lightning emitting from the pokemon’s head began to cease.

The crowd was cheering again; Mark recalled his Combusken and went to shake Sebastian’s hand for a well-fought bout of strength. Tobias was already working the crowd, congratulating the winners and telling them to sit tight and watch the real pokemon matches next.

“I don’t believe what I saw.” Sophie said to Ken under the loud clapping and cheering that surrounded the air.
“Who cares, he won and looked awesome!” Ken said back excitingly.
“Still though…where did he get that baby pokemon anyway?” asked Sophie.
“It was a gift from Damon, he gave me one too.”
Sophie began thinking for a moment. “Where did Damon go….he’s missing all of this.”

Damon was struggling to breathe, as Gabriel clamped down on his neck with his two large hands, trying to crush his esophagus with brute force. Gabriel was grunting heavily, holding the teen down on the table. Onlookers were watching at this spectacle, too afraid to become involved, while others were calling for them to stop and let go. No one, however, was intervening.

“Not running this time, Damon. This time your dead for good,” Remarked Gabriel.

Damon’s face was starting to turn blue, but he couldn’t overpower the blonde man over him. He looked around for something, and with one of his arms he reached for the teacup on the table. He could barely grasp the handle, while Gabriel just laughed slightly manically.

“This is what you get for stealing from us. Just call me the messenger from Mr. Rhett himself, and I think you get the message loud and clear.” Said Gabriel.

Damon was losing conscience, but was still focusing on his teacup. His fingers were grasping the handle, until he finally got a grip that was strong enough to lift the ceramic holder. He threw it at Gabriel’s face, where it smashed into his cheek, the hot water stinging his skin and causing him to jump back and yelping in pain.

With his grip loosened, Damon swiftly brought his leg up, and hit Gabriel square in the testicles. The blonde was now in double pain, while Damon was trying to catch his breath. He was coughing heavily, and rubbing his red neck as Gabriel went on his knees and winced.

“See you…later….” Damon said, as he began to walk away slowly, still trying to catch his breath.

“Not…so fast….Damon…” cried Gabriel. He was still on his knees, but he was prepared for this situation.

A loud click was heard, and Damon turned around, staring down the barrel of a gun that was blocking the heaving Gabriel’s face.

YOU TWO IDIOTS RUN TOWARDS THIS LIKE IT’S A NAKED WOMAN WHEN YOU FIRST SEE IT, LEAVING US FOR CATCHUP

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YOU TWO IDIOTS RUN TOWARDS THIS LIKE IT’S A NAKED WOMAN WHEN YOU FIRST SEE IT, LEAVING US TO CATCH UP

“I’m…i’m sorry about that…”

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“I’m…I’m sorry about that…”

“NO SORRIES! NEXT TIME WAIT UP DAMNIT! WERE IN THIS TOGEATHER! SO LETS GO!”

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“NO SORRIES! NEXT TIME WAIT UP DAMNIT! WERE IN THIS TOGETHER! SO LET’S GO!”

“Maybe for you, but do you think you can fight 30 people in a row…

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“Maybe for you, but do you think you can fight thirty people in a row…

But thirty is to much for anyone.”

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But thirty is too much for anyone.”

“Howdy everyone.”

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“Howdy, everyone.”

“Aww..” Sophie said with a happy moan,
“ your so cute when you blush.” Sebastian just got redder, and turned around in embarrassment. He then walked rather slowly over to the end of the shoddy line the trainers created.

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“Aww...” Sophie said with a happy moan, “You’re so cute when you blush.”

Sebastian just got redder, and turned around in embarrassment. He then walked rather slowly over to the end of the shoddy line the trainers created.

“What im gonna do is pull eight names out of this here box

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“What I’m gonna do is pull eight names out of this here box

“Alright then, lets begin…”

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“Alright then, let’s begin…”

Sebastian just blushed again, and slowly walked up to where the other 8 trainers were.

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Sebastian just blushed again, and slowly walked up to where the other eight trainers were.

Chapter Ten

“Going last is not to bad, I got to go first man!”

“Going last is not too bad… I got to go first man!”

the large bug pokemon geared up and let out a loud “ROAR!”, showing

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the large bug pokemon geared up and let out a loud ROAR! showing

The Pinsir turned back to it’s trainer, its eyes glaring right

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The Pinsir turned back to its trainer, its eyes glaring right

Watch for this error very closely… it happened more than once…

Remember, apostrophes show shortening of phrases, none show possession. It’s = it is
You’re = you are

The tips of his horns can barely grip the thick rope, but it was just enough to give him the extra muscle it needs,

The tips of his horns could barely grip the thick rope, but it was just enough to give him the extra muscle it needs,

but the extra might of the Pinsir was to overwhelming,

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but the extra might of the Pinsir was too overwhelming,

“He won, fair n square, after a rocky start.

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“He won, fair n’ square, after a rocky start.

just like Damon, stubborn know it alls..” Ken said harshly.

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just like Damon, stubborn know-it-alls...” Ken said harshly.

Damon began, looking behind him to see stoic young face

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Damon began, looking behind him to see a stoic young face

After Kens match, the other two bouts of tug o’ war

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After Ken’s match, the other two bouts of tug o’ war

facing a man in his mid 30’s, a black goatee

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facing a man in his mid thirties, a black goatee

What did I tell you about numbers and fanfiction?

grabbing the rope with its feathered arms and staring down on the Elekid.

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grabbing the rope with its feathered arms and staring down the Elekid.

“Don’t give up Elekid, keep pulling with all you can!” Sebastian ordered!

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“Don’t give up Elekid, keep pulling with all you can!” Sebastian ordered.

An exclamation mark seems out of place there…

This time your dead for good.” Remarked Gabriel.

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This time you’re dead for good,” remarked Gabriel.

Hmm, Damon’s’ got himself in crap again… typical trouble maker… XD

You asked what I liked about this? Your ability to keep me guessing what’s going to happen next as well as your spectrum of characters. What I hate is your grammar skills and incessant use of numerals out of context.